At the bottom of this dimly lit valley, all I could see was black slime, but my brain replenishment ability was too strong, and I had already thought about the environment here. I guessed www.biquge.info I was in a pool of blood, surrounded by human bones, and I was standing trembling next to the pile of human bones covered in blood.

Is this the place where the Zhangzhung civilization is? It's scary! Why did people at that time kill people and bleed them, and then put the bones together? Were these dead people criminals of the time? Or was it a tribute they used to sacrifice? Wouldn't a pool of blood and water breed viruses here? The liquid that has been on my body has begun to dry into a shell, so why doesn't the pool solidify? When did this place exist? Is it really the period after the Great Destruction and before the New World, as Zhang Yimo said? Does New World refer to the age of dinosaurs? The Zhangxiong civilization could not have preceded the age of dinosaurs, that... What is the New World?

The mind is full of questions, and the panic in my heart expands as the doubts increase. I was alone in this completely unfamiliar place, and I had no idea what to do.

"Number 7.." I whispered helplessly, "No. 7, where are you?" ”

There was silence all around, and my breathing became the harshest sound, where was this? What should I do? Can I still go back? Panic turned to fear, my barely standing legs trembled even more, and at the bottom of the misty valley, I began to hallucinate, and some ghosts seemed to be flying around me. In such a special environment, my spirit was challenged and I could collapse at any moment.

I tried to close my eyes to calm down, and the sound of the wind in my ears was like a man whispering something, with a strong smell of rust on my shoulder, and I tried to tell myself that all my fears came from within me. But when people are in extreme fear, even the slightest movement may not be able to control their behavior, such as... Because my legs trembled so much, the bones under my feet made a breaking sound one after another, which stimulated me to tremble even more, and then the bones under my feet broke more frequently... This vicious cycle lasted for a short time, and I was so frightened that I sat down on top of the high pile of bones, covered my face and screamed.

Nothing will happen, and after the scream, my screams echo all around, adding even more horror to the eerie environment. But after I screamed, it was as if I was venting the fear in my heart, which made me feel a little relieved.

Zhang Yimo will definitely find it, I just need to wait quietly.

I comforted myself, and suppressed my nausea at the pool of blood next to me, and I began to walk around, and after some fumbling I found an iron chain, as thick as my fingers, buried in a pile of bones, about seventy centimeters long. Could it be that there is something else buried in this pile of bones? After this thought appeared in my heart, I began to contradict, I was determined to wait for Zhang Yimo to save me, but the chain in front of me aroused my great curiosity, I told myself not to pay attention, never to pay attention, but the more I warned like this, the more I wanted to know what was on the other end. I didn't escape this plot, I still pulled the chain and started to pull, the chain was very strong, I couldn't pull it.

Or... It would be nice to dig up some of the bone piles.

I thought so, reaching for the bone around the chain. The chain was in the corner of the bone wall, and after I grabbed a few bones, I was worried that the wall would collapse, but after thinking about it, it was a bone after all, and it hurt a few times at most, and the collapse would not crush me. Now I was relieved to boldly dismantle it, and after less than a minute of demolition, the bones in the wall began to be unable to pull. I tried to pull the chain again, and this time, after I took out the strength to feed, the chain finally loosened a few centimeters outward! It worked! It looks like this wall of bones has to be torn down.

Since I didn't have the tools, I had to pick up the exposed end of the chain and beat the bones that were very close to it, and the broken bone fragments were taken out bit by bit. In this way, I slowly dug down the chain into the wall to a depth of about a meter, and then I pulled the chain again. It was hard at first, but the chain was slowly going out. Suddenly, there was a "click", something stuck in the wall, and then the chain slammed into the wall! It was so fast that before I could let go, the chain wrapped around my hand dragged me into the hole I had just dug.

The hole began to collapse, making way for a multi-person downward passage. But it was like a sewer, and the super suction force not only pulled me in, but also the pile of bones around me, and they all fell into this hole one by one. I tried to throw off the chain and exit, only to find that the chain had already wrapped itself around my sleeve, and no matter how I pulled it, it was always entangled with my clothes. I kept falling down, as if there was an endless abyss under this heap, and I had long since left the so-called ground, and there was no light in front of me, and in the darkness, the bones that fell with me kept hitting my head, and then, a very heavy bone hit the back of my head, and I really blackened my eyes and fainted.

“Wein-ich? Lach-ich? Tr?um-ich? Wach-ich? Heut-wei?-ich-nicht-was-ich-tu.”

The song in the headphones switched to the next one, and the lilting tune woke me up from my nap. I rubbed my eyes and looked out the window, the cold and emerald October day, the temperature was suitable, and the breath of autumn.

"It's already past two o'clock in the afternoon, let's take a day off today, and don't go to the square." I muttered to myself, took out the pen and paper in the drawer, and began to write.

"Dear Garr,

I miss you so much, you haven't been on video with me during this time, I don't know how you're doing. Life in Florence is still the same, and my aunt has a new boyfriend, and she says not to tell Ah Yu yet, maybe she hasn't fallen into it yet. I don't like her new boyfriend very much, he always spends his aunt's money, and he doesn't even want to pay for a fitness card himself, maybe this is why my aunt doesn't plan to tell Ah Yu for the time being.

It's been a week since I've been back and my next trip will be two days away. I have a gut feeling that I'll see him soon!

Okay, now I'm going to eat something good, and you remember to tell me when you're done!

Love you Nini

14-10-5”

I took my iPod to deliver the letter, went out to the kitchen to get a thistle, and after the letter, I drove to Boboli Garden.

The garden was on the other side of the river, and I drove there, refueled on the way, and went to the store to buy something, so it was almost five o'clock in the afternoon when I got to the garden. But so what, I have time.

I parked my car on the side of the road, picked up the thistle and started eating it, putting all the discarded leaves into a blue pocket so I could dispose of the garbage when I got home. After I finished eating in the car, I looked at the sky outside in a daze, and the song came back to in my headphones:

“Wo-ich-gehe，wo-ich-stehe，lachen-die-Menschen-mir-zu! Heut-werden-alle-M?rchen-wahr!”

The sun had all disappeared in the sky, the moon had risen and emitted a sound light, and it was already half past ten in the evening, and I almost fell asleep, when suddenly a knock woke me up. Someone was knocking on my car window, and I turned my head to see a man in a jacket bending over to look in.

Is it okay this time?

I couldn't make up my mind, so I could only stare at him with my eyes, trying to find a little confidence in his face. The man in the jacket smiled at me when he saw that I was awake, then pointed with his thumb in the direction behind him, turned his head and motioned for me to follow, and then turned and walked towards the group behind him.

God forbid.

I put my brown sweatshirt and hat on my head and drove down towards the group.

"Hey." It was a young black man who came up to greet him, he was so dark, it was darker than it was now, and I felt like I was talking to a charred man. I nodded at him.

"Everything is ready, let's go." He spread his hands and smiled, reaching over and patting me on the shoulder. I followed them to the bottom of a circle of stairs, and a man ran down from it, putting the black backpack he was carrying on the ground, and the black man crouched down and took things out of the bag and handed them to the people around him, and finally handed me one.

"Relax, it's just some rocks." He said.

There were eight of us, led by the black man, who was all my classmates, and we were doing something stupid - putting up a magic array. We heard from a theologian that in the Tibetan area of our country, there is a sacred stone, and that stone can take us into the realm of the gods, and then the divine stone was broken by the devil to keep the gods out of the human world, and if you want to repair the sacred stone, you must activate the oldest magic array. We spent a lot of money to find a fragment of what could be a sacred stone in Tibet, in fact, we've tried it many times before, this time the stone was seen by the theologian, and he was convinced that this was the stone we were looking for, and although I don't know what he was judging it on, but we always wanted to give it a try. As for why... Maybe I'm just looking for a way to escape, and with the support of theologians, I think I might be able to succeed.

When we came to the lake, the black man took out a pile of white candles from his backpack and placed a circle on the ground, and then the rest of us placed the stones in our hands evenly around the circle, seven in all.

"Seven-pointed star?" I looked at the scene in front of me and muttered to myself.

"Alright, you stand in the middle." The black man and the others each stood in front of a stone, and in the middle of the aisle I walked through the circle, and nothing else was drawn in the whole circle, not even the connecting lines of the formation there. That theologian once told us that the real circle will be activated as long as the instrument is right and the time is right.

The circle on the ground was not too big, just seven people could reach out and hold it, and the seven of them were holding hands outside, and I was responsible for pulling the circle and lighting it all, and then standing in the middle and waiting for the black man to give instructions.

"Drop blood on every stone."

I took out the blade that I had already placed in my pocket, gritted my teeth and made a cut in my finger, the blood did not gush out as I imagined, but it did flow a lot, I quickly dripped blood on each stone, and then put the cut finger in my mouth.

According to the previous steps, we should recite something at this time, we have done it a few times before, and it was the theologian who taught us.

The black man was about to speak, when suddenly the seven stones began to glow red, and the red light seemed to come out of the cracks in the stones, and the color was bright, as if it were on fire. We were taken aback by this sudden situation, and the black man immediately began to lead the group in chanting:

“Heut-wird-mir-alles-klar:Das-gibt＇s-nur-einmal，das-kommt-nicht-wieder. Das-ist-zu-sch?n，um-wahr-zu-sein. So-wie-ein-Wunder-f?llt-auf-uns-nieder-vom-Paradies-ein-gold＇ner-Schein.”

Why is it this song again? Well, I haven't removed my headphones since I went out. I reached out and was about to take off my headphones, but I found that the originally blank ground under my feet suddenly had a lot of dense text glowing red, and the light seemed to come from under the ground. Then several concentric circles smaller than the circle of white candles appeared on the text, the same red light, and the red light on the seven stones began to derive and travel in a straight line on the ground, connecting with each other, and the last seven-pointed star was impressively imprinted on the ground.

I stood there stunned and didn't know what to do, this situation had never been encountered before. Looking up at the others, they were also stunned, and then slowly, their eyes went up, and finally they looked over my head and looked into the air, I followed their gaze and looked up, and above my head, there was a pure white... Huskies sit there!

"Wut-da-hell," the black man blurted out, and then let go as if he had turned and ran, but it seemed that his legs were entangled in something, and he could not take a step, and struggled for a long time until he finally fell to the ground, and his feet were still dead on the ground where he had stood.

The husky above my head jumped to the ground, and I realized that the dog was huge, and I believed it to be a horse. The husky turned to look at me, and I chuckled. The moment my eyes intertwined with it, I actually cried!

"You're too fragile right now." The husky said to me. A dog! Actually spoke! I couldn't tell what language it spoke, but I understood it word for word! Am I scared crazy!? I looked at it with round eyes, and then it slapped me, and I didn't know anything.

In the dark, I seemed to have been asleep for a long time, and I thought I had slept enough, so I opened my eyes. In front of the bustling crowd, I held three paintbrushes and a drawing board with unfinished landscapes in my hands.

Where is this?

I looked around, this was a square, a statue of an unclothed male in the middle of the square, many people were taking pictures near the statue, a gust of wind blew, from my neckline into my clothes, the cold wind made me shiver, I tightened my neckline a little.

At this time, I felt a vibration somewhere on my body, and I rummaged through the pocket of my clothes and found a mobile phone in the left jacket pocket. I took out my phone, and it showed that a call was coming in, and it was named Lily.

Who is Lily?

I hesitantly picked up the phone, and it was a woman's voice on the other end of the line.

"Nini, you need to go back to China now, I have something to ask you for."

Who is Nini?

I couldn't figure out what's going on on in front of the phone for a long time, and in fact, I'm having a mess right now. The other party didn't reply to me, and asked tentatively, "Nini, are you listening?" ”

She thinks I'm a guy named Nini?

"Uh, yes, you say." I replied. The language I speak doesn't match the surroundings so well...

"Nini, I need you to come back right now, is that okay?" The other party repeated the previous words once.

"Uh... I thought, it should... No problem. I replied in a spicy way, and for a few seconds I was trying to remember who this Lily and the Nini she was talking about, but unfortunately, I didn't remember anything.

"And when are you coming back?" The other party asked me to set a time.

"Where are you going?" I asked, she never said where she wanted Nini to go, but just said to go back and go back to China.

"Back to Fog City, what's wrong with you?" The other end of the line looked a little worried.

"Oh... Good. I reluctantly replied and hung up, and at the same time I saw that the time was November 13, 2014.

I held my phone for a few seconds and thought back to who Nini was, but I realized that I didn't know who Nini was, and I realized that I didn't know who I was!

Instantly I was frightened by this sudden situation, according to the most logical guess, I was holding the mobile phone, and the other party called to talk to the owner of the mobile phone, then, that Nini, should be me, but why am I not impressed at all?

Fog City? That Lily just mentioned Fog City, am I originally from Fog City? Fog City is in the East Eighth District (tiannajingranbunengdazijiguojiademingzi, nandaozijiguojiademingzishibeirensuobuchidema?nandaozijiguojiademingzishidisudema?), then... Where is this?

I don't remember why I'm here, I can't remember where I was before I woke up... Oh, my God! I don't remember anything!

I dropped what I was holding and got up to leave, put my phone in my pocket, put my hands in my trouser pockets, and felt for a bunch of keys. I took out the keys and looked at them, an old brass key, a security door key, and a car key. The car keys are black with a silver horse in the middle.

Do I have a car? Also have a place to live? Or a place to work. Let's find out where the car is. I walked to the place where I parked, started from the nearest place, kept pressing the unlock button of the car, and finally found my car next to a Mercedes, which was a red FF.

I walked quickly to the car, and when I got in the car, I didn't know where I was supposed to go, and the other two keys couldn't be like looking for a car, and I could press a button to get a response to which building.

After rummaging up and down in the car, I gained something from a big "I" on a card, followed by "Patente-diguida", which is a driver's license, Italian. The surname on this driver's license is SHEN, the first name is Garry, and the following is the hometown wucheng, fog city? License plate abbreviation RM, Rome. I looked out the window, could this be Rome? There was a photo of the holder on the driver's license, and I looked in the mirror and compared it carefully... This should be me.

My name is Garry, but it could also be called Nini, I'm from Fog City, and this car has a Roman license plate, but I'm sure David is by no means standing in a Roman square, this can only be Florence.

I don't know what's wrong with myself, it's like I've suddenly appeared in the world, but there's something stirring up in my heart, and I want to know what's churning, only to be held out powerlessly by a wall.

I looked down and continued to look through the things I found in the car, a lighter and two photos, one of which had me in it, the background of the photo was the foot of a snow-capped mountain, I was standing in the middle of a group of people dressed like an absentee, everyone seemed to be busy with something, they didn't look at the camera, I tilted my head to look in the direction of the camera, my expression was a little angry. The other photo is pitch black, with only a few spots of light in the upper left of the photo, and I don't know when these two photos were taken, or where these places are or who these people are.

I felt my head swell, I lowered the window, and I pulled out a pack of SEVENSTAR from under the seat, the cigarette was open, I took one out of it and lit it, and after taking a deep breath, I thought to myself: I can smoke.

A cigarette of kung fu I tried again to recall all the things about myself, and nothing came of it. After smoking, I turned on the navigation and tried to find if there was a "home" mark, and sure enough, I found it. Following the navigation, I drove to a quiet street where there was a whole row of houses where I could tell at a glance which one was the one I was going to. It was a house at the end of the street, three floors, with three steps to the door, and a green door on the steps was set in a dark red door frame, and I had an indescribable déjà vu for this scene. Walk up the steps and turn out the key in my pocket to open the door, after opening the door, I walked in carefully, I don't remember the furnishings, but the body can be very skilled to do a series of actions, such as opening the shoe cabinet to change shoes, turning around and locking the door, after entering the house, I walked to the kitchen to get a water cup to drink... I didn't bother with these movements, but focused my attention on the corners of the house, and when I realized that I had done these things, my hands were cutting the fruit, and there was a phrase that came out:

“Jane！ Come and make juice from the fruit. ”

I didn't really say it, I don't know what it meant, but it seems like there's a guy named Jane who should live here too.

I wandered for a moment, and accidentally touched the knife on the board to the ground, and the noise was very loud, and a voice came from upstairs: "Nini, are you back?" "It's a woman.

Is it Jane? I think the sound of the knife falling to the place alarmed her. I hurriedly responded yes.

Then there was the sound of footsteps coming downstairs. A middle-aged woman came down from upstairs and stood in front of me in the living room, and I was a little overwhelmed, so I had to turn around and pretend to pick up the knife and put it in the sink.

“Jane。” I tried to whisper the name out to know what she would say.

"She probably hasn't been back recently, and yesterday she called to say her daughter was hospitalized." The middle-aged woman walked over to me as she spoke, opened the refrigerator and took out a bowl of mixed vegetable salad. "Now you're going to clean up your room, you know, I don't care."

Jane is a woman and has a daughter. I thought to myself, as soon as she leaves, I'm going to clean up my room, is she a maid? So this middle-aged woman, is my mother? Or landlord?

I'm sure I'm living here, but which floor and which room do I live in?

I went upstairs and didn't stop on the second floor, it seemed that I lived on the third floor.

After going up the stairs to the third floor, I was relieved that there was only one room here. When I pushed the door in, the first thing I saw was the bed, a messy bed, then a desk by the window, and a large bookcase against the wall next to the desk. The room was much smaller than it should be, and I reflexively closed the door, reached out and shook the quilt off the bed, and went to my desk. The computer on the desk was in sleep mode, and as soon as I moved the mouse, the screen lit up.

“password”

Password required. I don't know what the password is, but I do know another way to get into your desktop: Safe Mode.

After entering the desktop smoothly, I rummaged through the folders for pictures and documents.

There are only a few pictures in the computer, all of them are graduation photos, the picture time is May 21, 2013, I appeared in the picture with two other people who are also wearing blue robes, the expression on our faces is very happy, the blue hat is thrown in the air by us, the background of the picture is in the Politecnico di Milano, I noticed that the edge of my collar is yellow, which means that I am still a master of engineering. There's not a lot of text-like stuff, so I took a cursory look at it, and it's basically some information. I grabbed some A4 paper from my desk and started writing down everything I knew so I could come up with some information.

[My name is Nini, my name is Garry-Shen on my driver's license, I went to graduate with a master's degree in engineering, studying at Politecnico di Milano, at the moment I am in Italy, I have a red FF, the car is a Roman license plate. I smoke, drive well, live in a three-story house in Florence, and at the same time there is a middle-aged woman who lives here, and there is a guy named Jane who used to live here and she would clean up my room. A woman named Lily called me and asked me to go back to Fog City, and my driver's license was also my hometown. I woke up with my painting tools in my hand and was halfway through Piazzale Michelangelo. 】

At this point I stopped, rummaging through the desk drawer for anything else.

Open the drawer, it is very neat, a photo album, an iPod, a notebook, an ID card.

I first picked up my ID card and copied the contents on it.

[Shen Nini, female, Han nationality, born on June 22, 1992, No. 11-1, XX Community, XX Street, Wucheng City Central District. The ID number is 50010319920622xxxx.】

This is an ID card of the East Eighth District, and my nationality is ceramic country.

Putting down my ID, I opened my iPod, and there was only one song in it, and I looked at the notebook while playing the song.

In the notebook is a diary, the earliest from 2004.

"December 2, 2004, rain.

Maybe it's just a joke, they say Dad is dead, but how could he die? Gal must be lying to me. ”

[I have a dad who died in 2004? Who is Gal? 】

I wrote on A4 paper and flipped through my diary.

"March 1, 2005, fine.

My aunt said I was a heartless person because I didn't go back to my country's funeral. That's a joke, so why should they take it seriously? If it was true, Dad wouldn't have come back to life. ”

[Dad is indeed dead. Who is Auntie? Is it a middle-aged woman downstairs? Am I no longer in the country of ceramics at that time? 】

"June 22, 2005, fine.

Today we are 13 years old, and Gal has received so many gifts, but I only received gifts from my mother and Gaar. Dad must have been too busy to send me a gift. ”

[Gal is the same age as me, and on the same birthday, it was also Garr who told me the news of my father's death, so he must be from the same family as me. She...], I hesitated, and my instinct told me that this Gal was a woman. I continued: [She is most likely my sibling. 】

"June 23, 2005, overcast.

The first day at the age of 13 was terrible, my aunt took me to watch a horror movie, and I was so scared that I didn't dare go to the toilet all afternoon. It's like telling the Great Sage, but I'm afraid he'll laugh at me. ”

[Who is the Great Sage?] 】

"July 29, 2005, fine.

Gal asked me where I wanted to travel before high school, but I wanted to go home, and I missed her, and my mom, and my dad. ”

[Garr must be my sibling. 】

"October 19, 2005, rain.

The teacher always doesn't like me to draw and write by myself in class, and today he wants to embarrass me and ask me to finish the question before class, but it's so simple, I can answer it at once. Gal sent me a lot of domestic learning materials, I finished it very seriously, it turned out that domestic education is much more advanced, I really hope to see the domestic students when they are in class, it must be very lively, everyone discusses together, and does experiments together. I really want to go back to China soon. ”

[I'm studying well. I wrote. A smile unfolded on his face.

"February 14, 2006, rain.

I received two cards. ”

After this one, nearly half of the book was full of numbers, and I looked at it, and I didn't find any patterns, and I don't know why I wrote these numbers at the time. In the second half of the book, there is text again.

"March 18, 2008, rain.

I passed the test last month! I received a phone call today informing me that I was accepted! Awesome! I told Gal that she and my mom were happy for me. I'll be a college student next semester! I could go to college at the age of 16! It's just amazing! My dad said that as long as I finish college, I can return to China, and my dream is finally coming true! ”

[I was admitted to the university in '08, and it seems that I am a genius. 】

"November 7, 2008, fine.

I feel that I am under a lot of pressure and studying a little hard, but I can still cope with it, come on! ”

Seeing this, I feel a little sorry for the little girl in the diary, she just wants to go home. Why not let her stay with her family, you see she's been trying to get home.

"February 14, 2009, overcast.

Louis kissed me. I think I was hooked on him, perfect February 14th. ”

[In 09, I fell in love with a guy named Louis? My heart has some touches, and love always makes people soft.

Music was playing on the iPod on the table, and the woman was singing:

“Das-gibt＇s-nu-einmal，das-kommt-nicht-wieder，das-ist-vielleicht-nur-Tr?umerei! Das-kann-das-Leben-nur-einmal-geben-vielleicht-ist＇s-morgen-schon-vorbei! Das-kann-das-Leben-nur-einmal-geben-denn-jeder-Frühling-hat-nur-einen-Mai.Jedes-P?rchen-glaubt-das-M?rchen. Liebe-hat-ewig-Bestand!”

"July 23, 2009, fine.

Stayed with Louis the whole holiday, and he promised to go to Fog City with me when we graduated. ”

"October 2, 2009, overcast.

Louis returned home and he said he would come back and I think I would miss him terribly. ”

[On October 2, 09, I started a long-distance relationship with my boyfriend Louis. 】

There was no diary after that. And what about later? Did this Louis come back later?

I closed my notebook, and another name appeared in my head: James

Who is James? Why did I come up with this name after reading the diary?

I took the album again, and I lay down on the bed and flipped through it.

Nothing special, it's all landscape photos, only the last page has a picture of four people, it's me and three other people under a Christmas tree, I'm standing on the far left, the guy on my right is putting his arm around my shoulder, we're both kissing on the side, I guess it's Louis, he's so much taller than me! The other two laughed at the camera with wine glasses in their hands.

Putting down the photo album, I looked at the ceiling, and my right hand unconsciously put it on my chest, what should have been here?

I collected a lot of information, but the only thing I didn't know was why I didn't remember what happened.

Suddenly, the image of a huge paw shooting at me came to my mind. I'm sure it's a dog's paw!

"Huskies?" I don't know why, but I'm sure it was a husky that hit me. But that's the only thing that flashes through my mind, and I don't know what it means, maybe it means I'm getting better. Until now, I wasn't going to tell anyone about my memory loss, I don't know if it was suspicious or relieved, but I definitely had to go to the hospital to see what was wrong with my brain. I've got to go to the hospital tomorrow... No, go now!

I dug out a bag in my room, loaded it with the A4 paper I had just used, and a pen, took my ID, mobile phone, and iPod and went downstairs. When I went out, the middle-aged woman in the living room told me not to drink outside.

I drove to the nearest hospital, and after talking to the doctor, I was taken for a series of tests, and the results came out that I probably only had psychogenic amnesia, and that there was no other problem from my physical signs, and that it should be temporary. Then prescribed me a bunch of antidepressants.

I left the hospital in disbelief, and it occurred to me that there was a person I could tell him about what was happening to me, but I couldn't remember who this person was or where it was.

When I got home, I tried to unlock the computer password with the numbers of my ID card, and sure enough, there was no secret at all. I found the password to retrieve the email address, and most of the letters in it were exchanged with Gal, and it took me more than two hours to read these emails, and the time was already 2 o'clock in the morning the next day. Most of the emails were words of mutual concern, and Gal didn't mention much about herself in the emails, but it was like reporting on the itinerary on my side, even talking about what she ate every day.

This Gal must be someone close to me. But can I tell her I don't remember it? Since I woke up, nothing special has happened, but I have always felt that I must not tell anyone about my condition, otherwise trouble will happen. I don't know where these thoughts came from, but I was a simple girl in my diary, trying to get home as soon as possible, so what about now? Why am I still in Italy after graduating a year ago?

By the way, and Lily on the phone told me to get back home as soon as possible, which is exactly what I have been desperate for years. I quickly opened the website to book a plane ticket, and suddenly realized a very important thing - money, the money I just went to the hospital was still found in the car, but other than that, I was penniless.

I don't have any money! Or I don't know if I have enough money to pay for the ticket, but judging by the urine of the red FF, I should still be able to afford it.

So where is my money? Bank! So where are the bank cards?

I turned around and rummaged through the whole room, bed cabinet drawers, backpacks, wardrobes... As a result, I didn't find anything related to currency!

Oh, my God! I'm so poor that I don't even have a Vitruvian man! There aren't many clothes in the closet, there are probably four or five times as many books on the shelves, and there isn't a single thing in the whole room, in all the backpacks, that looks like a wallet! I'm a guy who doesn't even have a wallet! In retrospect, I woke up sitting in the square with a paintbrush and a small bucket of change on the ground at my feet... Did I leave my only money for food in the square?! Oh, my God! Where did the red FF come from? Can I sell it? I feel like I can't afford to eat, what's the use of driving!

Just as I was tearing off a pile of clothes and jumping into a rage, I found a two-meter-high square plank behind the wardrobe, which was very hidden, but near the bottom there was a white thread sticking out of the gap in the board, and a keychain was wrapped around the end.

Could it be that the ornament of some kind of clothing has been hung up? Thinking so, I bent down to pick up the rope, but I didn't expect that the white thread was pulled by me, and the whole plank was turned up from underneath.

Secret cabinets?

I leaned over and put my head into the open space of the wooden board, which was so dark that I couldn't see anything clearly, I took my phone to illuminate it, and found that behind the wooden board was a wall, just behind the wall of my room. It's equivalent to saying that behind this plank is a passage to another room!

There is a wooden door on the wall over there, which looks ancient, or because it has not been seen for a long time, and the humid environment has caused the wooden door to be dilapidated. I remembered the ancient key on the keychain, and quickly turned back to find the key to see if I could open this mysterious door.

The key entered the keyhole and turned nicely, and I heard a "pop" and the door opened.

The moment the door opened, the place behind the door also lit up.

I was completely stupefied.

Behind this door is a room twice as large as the outside room, with crystal lamps hanging from the ceiling, the room is boxy, in the direction of the door, there is a large desk, on the desk is a few books, to the left of the desk is a brown background knife holder display wall, on the knife stand there are many katanas, densely packed from top to bottom, a large distance between the middle is a black and red katana with a separate handle.

This must be very precious, otherwise it is extraordinary. I thought, and turned to the right of the desk, and to the right was a row of bookcases, larger than the bookcases in the room outside, and the shelves were densely packed with thick hard-shell books that were about to peel. Then behind the desk, on the wall facing the wooden door, hung a large oil painting, not a treasure, but a huge oil painting version of the world map!

What kind of hobby is this!?

I was stunned by the size of the items in this room. I have the key to open this door, and this door is in my closet, is this room mine?!

I stood at the door stupidly for a long time, and finally walked in, and then turned around, only to see that the door was open in the middle of the wall behind me, and the walls on both sides of the door were full of photos. Are these places where I've been?

Ignoring that, I walked straight to my desk and opened the drawer, which contained a mobile phone and a hundred thousand euros worth 500.

"Oh my God! Did I break into someone's safe? I was so surprised that I said to myself.

Whatever, I have the key, and it's mine. I shook my head and didn't think much of it, and reached for my phone and money all out of the drawer. At this time, the phone lit up, and someone sent a text message to the phone.

I took the phone and opened it to see, the phone has a fingerprint unlock, I changed the fingerprints of the left and right thumbs to try to unlock, and finally passed. Sure enough, this is mine!

Entering the desktop of my phone, I flipped out the text message I had just received. The number sent was hidden, and the text message made my head explode.

“Hello-Garry.You-don＇t-know-me，but-I-know-you.I-want-to-play-a-game.”

I was so scared that I dropped my phone, shortened my breath, and reached out and touched my jaw to make sure there was nothing.