It was only by this time that the rumor began to spread in the village.

Some people sighed with regret and looked condescendingly at the tragedy that happened in Tsering Gesang's house, some people didn't think it was a big deal to see the excitement, and they speculated about the reasons behind it, and even began to laugh at what Abba had done, which was to make too much ill-gotten gain, so that he would be punished by the gods and end up in such a sad situation as he is now.

They kept saying that when Abba chose to climb Kawagebo, he should have thought about the consequences he would face in the future, as if everything Abba had done, the glory of all those diligence and hard work had lost its meaning.

Those who admired Tsering Gesang's family did not hesitate to use malicious speculation and unwarranted sympathy to pull down the people who had borne all the good evaluations from the altar. Their evaluation of grandma has also changed from the original "that good-fated woman really married a good man" to "that hard-working woman, her youngest son has just been born, how can she live".

And all the speculation about the ordeal is only one ten-thousandth of the truth.

At the beginning of the incident, Tsering Gesang was still hopeful, thinking that some of them would be temporary, and when Abba regained his strength, the family could gradually get back on track. During the process, Grandma didn't ask what happened in Kawagebo Peak back then, but after a few years, she still couldn't ask anything.

Abba became extremely irritable, refused to communicate with others, and was nervous all day.

The former toughness and persistence are still in his blood, but this is no longer his motivation to bring a good life to his family, and the people who bear the consequences have become his innocent family members. At the beginning of the month and the fifteenth day of each month, Abba will inevitably only go to the snowy mountains once, and no one knows what he is going to do, and in the end he can only explain these things as madness.

After saying this, Tsering Gesang sighed in a low voice.

"So until the end, you don't know what happened to Kawagebo Peak?"

Bai's gaze stopped at the end of the bright cigarette that Tsering Gesang was biting at the corner of his lips, and opened his mouth unhurriedly. It is not so much that he is delving into the reasons for the bad deeds of this poor Tibetan boy, but rather that he captures the things that are beneficial to him in the already almost fragmented reality, which is also one of the purposes of Bai's trip.

Probably through the sensitivity left by observing words and colors for a long time, Tsering Gesang instinctively sensed the strangeness of Bai.

He subconsciously sensed that Bai's attitude at this moment was more like confirming something, rather than just asking with curiosity. There is no way to explain the sense of repulsion generated between the lightning and the fire, just as Tsering Gesang can't explain why he has completely fallen into the wind in front of Bai, almost revealing all the thoughts in his heart as if he has been irradiated by X-rays.

While thinking about this, Tsering Gesang's voice was one step ahead of his thoughts, and he had already unconsciously begun to answer Bai's question. By the time he realized that he had said too much, it was obviously too late to try to hold back the end of his words.

"He didn't collide with the gods, he saw something he shouldn't see. ”

"Oh, something you shouldn't see?"

When he asked this sentence, Bai's tone was light, although it was a question sentence, it did not show too much doubt, and under the sharp gaze, Tsering Gesang's face obviously became more ugly, his heavy lips pursed slightly, and his tone was very light, and he explained in a careful tone.

At that time, it had become the norm for Abba to drink all night, and at first when Grandma was still there, she couldn't stop it, and if she talked too much, she would be murdered, and sometimes she would be beaten. Later, Grandma left, Abba became even more presumptuous, and it was common to drink all night, and my brother and I also slept separately. ”

Tsering Gesang sneered coldly, and his words did not hide his disdain for his father, and then suddenly changed his words.

"That night, for some reason, I couldn't sleep well, and I woke up in the middle of the night inexplicably. The moonlight was dim in my house, and I could faintly hear the sounds coming from the living room, crying and laughing, and the muffled voice, which was really scary in the middle of the night...... On weekdays, I would definitely not pay attention to it, but somehow, I was so bold that day that I walked out unconsciously, and then I saw ....... Saw those things. ”

Suddenly, a gust of evening wind blew, and the branches of the trees swayed violently, and even the shadows of the trees on the ground were stretched out, and the moonlight projected down was white and cold, reflecting the shadows between the branches and leaves of the trees, like a terrible ghost suspended on the ground.

There are already some weird scenes, coupled with the content that Tsering Gesang is telling at the moment, there is really a sense of déjà vu at the scene of a ghost story in the middle of the night, and it invisibly reveals a bit of evil, as if there is a sense of depressive feeling that snatches the soul, even if the bold person is, his teeth will inadvertently chatter and arouse goosebumps.

But apparently, both Tsering Gesang and Bai are exceptions.

The white figure is wrapped in the night, as if filled with a thick layer of fog, the person shrouded in darkness is a part of the darkness itself, and even the darkness and sin are the nourishment that nourishes him, where can he be afraid because of the night that cannot be dissolved?

As for Tsering Gesang, it was accompanied by a strong sense of trance, and there was no time to feel fear. The invisible cobwebs clinged to his body, just like the silk thread that bound his hands and feet at the top of the marionette was suddenly pulled tight, little by little, he was driven to peel off those things buried deep in the depths of his memory with his own hands, making the bloody truth more clear.

Tsering Gesang didn't know why he was telling this to a stranger, and even because of the long years of self-hypnosis, many things seemed to have become unreal. Before mentioning Abba's past, even Tsering Gesang was unsure that he could remember what had happened so clearly.

The sealed memories have not seen the light of day for a long time, and gradually they have no meaning as if they never happened.

Even when he was closest to Yang Jin and the most intimate, Tsering Gesang had never confessed to this extent, but at this time, facing Bai, a man of unknown origin, he said everything that should be said and what should not be said. Words are so uncontrollable, and in the silence of silence, the silent confrontation continues.

Then it was Tsering Gesang who tore through the disguises with his own hands and restored all the truth of the story.

"I saw Abba sitting in the living room drinking himself, empty bottles in a whole row, which was nothing, but he was holding a flower in his hand....... It was a red mandala, how could there be a mandala flower in winter, let alone a flower that had already been plucked, it should have withered a long time ago, wouldn't it?"

The silver metal mask obscured the white look, and the smile on the corner of his lips became stronger as he looked at the young man's distracted expression.

It seems that everything is consistent with his earlier speculation, and everything that cannot be explained has a reason to dig deeper.

"Flowers that are not in season are contrary to reality, just like things that should not exist. ”

"That's right....... You're right, it's really contrary to reality. ”

"So can you be sure that everything is real," Shiro sneered, glancing at his gaze slowly, his tone not hearing much emotion, "What is real and what is false, is the line so clear?"

"What do you mean?"

"Since you have met Yang Jin and know each other to such an extent, you should know the legend of the Snow Maiden, which has nothing to do with the Snow Maiden. Bai's tone paused slightly, "What you see may not be true, not to mention the words you heard from others, as for the mandala flower you said....... Whether it's an illusion or a reality, Tsering Gesang, can you tell the difference?"

"No, it's not an illusion. Tsering Gesang said in a hurry, he didn't know what to justify, he just looked straight at Bai, "These are all true, because something else happened after that, and I can be sure that this is true." ”

"Okay," Bai didn't ask any more questions, just bowed slightly in the direction of Tsering Gesang, "you continue. ”

This sentence was like a command, and it instantly pulled back Tsering Gesang's thoughts.

He didn't have time to delve into the deep meaning of the man's question, and if it was to refute, then what was his purpose, just to break through his own psychological defenses? If he wanted to explore more things, he was just a person who had nothing to do with himself, how could he get a glimpse of the inextricable truths and accurately find the crux of the problem?

There were no answers to these doubts, so Tsering Gesang paused and quickly continued.

I leaned against the wall, trying to see Abba's actions more realistically, but his back was back to me, and his back was only hazy under the moonlight, and I couldn't even see the mandala flower. I didn't dare to say anything, and even my breathing was more relaxed, and I faintly heard some drunken nonsense he said, such as a three-day snowstorm, a mysterious temple, etc.—you know, Abba has always liked to say strange things after drinking, and how can I take what the drunkard says seriously, and I don't pay much attention to it. ”

Bai stood quietly not far away, Tsering Gesang was immersed in memories, naturally he didn't notice it, and the man's gaze not far away suddenly sharpened, just like a poisonous snake hiding in the darkness silently spit out a dark red tongue.

“...... If there was no aftermath, maybe I would have forgotten that night, including the drunken words that Abba said, and I wouldn't have touched it, after all, he had fallen to that extent, just fend for himself, I can't control him. But what happened after that forced me to investigate what really happened to Kawagebo Peak back then. ”

"And then?" said Shiro's tone, which was always contemptuous, "have you found anything extraordinary?"

"Seven days, seven whole days......."

Tsering Gesang bit his lower lip tightly, and his voice was faintly hoarse, squeezing out little by little from between his teeth.

"For seven days, I woke up in the middle of the night for no apparent reason, as if some mysterious force drove me, and I hid in the corner of the living room every night, and finally figured out the clue from Abba's drunken words and discovered the shocking secret. ”