The old man sitting in front of the computer carefully closed the thick pile of books on the table that looked like they were made of some kind of animal skin. Very careful to put it in the box.

"Whew, it's finally done!" the old man finally breathed a sigh of relief after putting the worn-out book into a beautiful box.

"It feels like two lives, and it all seems to be right in front of you, and it's not easy. Ay. Looking at the manuscript that had been sorted out on the computer, the old man began to read it carefully from beginning to end again.

He frowned, laughed, and took a few sips of tea in between, seemingly completely immersed in the words on the computer.

Nowadays, technology no longer requires manual typing, not only voice, but can directly scan all the text on the paper into the computer to form a manuscript.

But the old man was afraid that the skins of these animals that had been preserved in the sun and rain would be damaged, so he spent several months typing out the words one by one.

For several days in a row, the old man was reading word by word, not caring about the sunrise and sunset outside......

Finally, when I saw the last line, I opened my mailbox and clicked send.

"Oh my God, is this real? It's horrible."

"I'll go, I know this guy! He's my classmate, so ......."

"Poor man......"

"It's a shame......"

The person who received the old man's email posted the text word for word on the social platform, and the article that suddenly appeared on this social platform was like a thunderclap on the ground, which revealed a hidden event for many years.

People are curious, and decrypting files has always been the most popular, so when this article was published, various voices soon appeared on the entire social platform.

"Support, opposition, neutrality, although these are nothing more than these kinds of reactions, but everyone's thinking angle is different, so it leads to condemnation, protest, verification, sympathy and so on. ”

The old man, on the other hand, read a few replies and closed the page. He took a sip of tea and said to himself lightly: "People, many times it is impossible to have this concept without being in this environment. In order to survive, what can happen can be even worse. ”

"Old friend, I've tried my best over the years, but I still have to say sorry to you, I'm still late, I hope you don't blame me. It won't be long before I come and apologize to you personally. The old man rubbed his eyes.

After speaking, the old man picked up a black ball in his arms, which seemed to be picked up often, and the surface was a little shiny.

"Hey, if only I had made it through that day. The old man sighed lightly again, and slowly put down the teacup in his hand. The man began to slowly lean up to the desk, "It's been a long time...... No...... Rested, it's time to ...... Good...... Rested. The old man seemed to be muttering.

……

The water that had been in the teacup became cold, and the old man did not raise his head again.

……

The fire on social platforms made the media staff start looking for the author, and they all wanted to get first-hand information, but they were all closed. This old man's bad personality has also become their consensus.

It wasn't until a few days later that a young man born in Yu Ji secretly climbed into the old man's house from the balcony to quietly get some information, and the news that the old man had died began to spread.

After the body was removed, the room was still like that, the notebook on the desk was densely filled with the numbers of the various ship bosses, and on his desk there was a newspaper pressed against the glass and well preserved, although it was somewhat yellowed.

The contents of the newspaper read: "The poison island of country X has been discovered, and the nameless island in the Pacific Ocean has become the center of dirt and poison trade." "They stocked bay crocodiles on the seashore and wantonly slaughtered lives around the islands...... "They even kidnapped and killed X-Scholar who was traveling with his pet dog." "They've carved a lot of Danger!Stay aay on the edge of the reef!" Wait for the stones, so that the people who are close to them will be afraid and leave. "In the mountains of the island, there is a very luxurious drug production base, except for the typhoon season every year, which may leave the island due to supply problems, and all the black workers who have been kidnapped here at other times work on the island. ”

The report was very detailed, and it took two pages to report the news, and the sensation caused by this news can be imagined......

And the old man's connection with this poisonous island was finally discovered from his relics.

At this time, it had been three full months since his death and the past. The grass in the cemetery has already sprouted green heads.

He went to sea a total of 92 times in his life, basically 99% of it was in the second half of his life, he was not married, he would go to sea as soon as he had money, it seemed very strange behavior...... But he called it "promise!"

He said that every time he went out, he was looking for his friends, but every time he returned empty-handed. It was only three years ago, when he had bought a torn animal skin book from a seaman, that he stopped and did not go to sea again......

According to the seaman, he had once again picked up the book on a coral island when the ship was running aground, and he had seen a mutilated human skeleton near the book, and a rather large pile of rocks, but the seafarer did not turn over the pile, and curiosity was a very dangerous thing for them seamen. So I didn't think much of it and left.

Over the course of the year, the crew passed by the route several times, but never saw the coral island again, as if it had never been there. Maybe it's gone.

There is no free lunch in the world, and the old man spent all the money on his body to buy it from this seafarer.

"Maybe it's all fate. ”

This broken animal skin book finally came to the old man's hands. The first time I opened it, looking at the contents inside, the old man burst into tears.

"It won't be anyone else but him. That's what he sighed at the time.

From getting his hands on it to releasing it, he hasn't rested much, and the load on his body has already reached its limit......

"If I don't do this well, I'm going to die. "That's how he motivates himself.

Eventually, he finished it and finally closed his eyes.

The protagonists of the story have all left this world, but the story of their struggle together is still being circulated and talked about by countless people...... Maybe that's what he wants.

There are also people who support the old man, who will go to his cemetery with flowers to mourn.

There are no photos on the tombstones, just three words!

"Midacon"