Xiaokangni, you must go to the outside world in the future to see and meet people outside. ”

"Why?"

"Because, the outside world is far more interesting than the tribe, and the people outside ...... It's also more interesting. ”

"But...... I'm afraid I'll get lost. ”

"Don't be afraid, one day, you will meet the person who can always help you find your way, and at that time, you must hold on to him tightly."

"Why? Is he a thief? ”

"Huh...... Yes, it's a thief, a thief who steals a heart. ”

……

The cold moonlight was divided into gentle lines by the window, and fell on the ground covered with broken porcelain tiles.

Connie seemed to see the grandmother who was sitting by the window with her in her arms, talking to her about the outside world, counting the stars.

She hadn't found the person who could always help her find her way, but her grandmother was gone.

The broken porcelain shards all over the floor were so sharp that the warmth and elegance of the room could no longer be seen, and the robbers had looted everything they could.

Connie walked over to the broken closet and bent down to pick up a slightly intact piece of porcelain, but her eyes fell on the tiny corner of the cloth sticking out from under the closet.

"What is this?" Connie reached out and grabbed the gray piece of cloth in the corner with some confusion, lifted the closet and pulled the strip of cloth out.

The dust was raised, and on an irregular strip of cloth, two lines of scribbled words were written in dark red bloodstains, and the faint smell of blood had not completely dissipated.

But at this time, Connie didn't care about this at all, and stared at the words written on the strip of cloth, her eyes full of shock and disbelief.

"Connie, stay away from Ferdinand, away from him! Let's go, go far away, don't come back to this place! ”

Despite the sloppy handwriting, Connie was sure at a glance that it was her grandmother's.

Blood soaked the cloth, what made the usually calm grandmother so frightened to leave such a line of words on the cloth as a last word.

Connie looked at the line and suddenly fell into great fear.

Peddinand...... Her brother, her dearest brother in the world.

But now her grandmother wants her to stay away from him, far away from the Fak tribe, why is that?

What is the meaning of this sentence?

Why did grandmother keep her away from her brother?

Connie didn't know the answer, and looked at the dark red handwriting, and her body became colder and colder.

She managed to run out of the Twilight Forest, ran to the City of Chaos with her breath in her breath, fell countless times and wanted to sleep forever, her only belief was to live and come back to save her brother when she became stronger.

Now that she had become stronger, and with the help of her friends, she returned to the tribe again, to the palace.

She may be one step away from rescuing her brother.

But here she found her grandmother's last words.

In this world, there is no one who treats him better than his grandmother, even his father and mother, who still do not treat her like a grandmother.

So there is no way for her to ignore this suicide note, this suicide note written especially for her.

"That's right, Diary! Grandmother's diary!! Connie suddenly remembered an important clue, grandmother had a habit of keeping a diary, and since she could remember, she had noticed that grandmother kept a diary, and perhaps relevant information could be found in it.

"Her diary ......" Connie looked around the room, walked quickly to the place where the wooden bed had been placed, swept away the broken porcelain on the ground, reached out and knocked on the ground, and heard a different sound from under a wooden board, and the sharp nails stretched out in half, directly hooking the wooden board.

Beneath the planks was a small compartment with three heavy, dark yellow parchment booklets, wrapped in fine satin.

"Not found!" Connie's face was overjoyed, and she carefully took out the three heavy diaries from the hidden compartment, she had seen her grandmother pick them up and place them as a child, but she never let her see what was written in them.

The blood book left by her grandmother made her lose the ability to think for a while, and she didn't know what to do.

If she sat idly by, her brother could be executed tomorrow.

But she believed that her grandmother would never harm her, and that when the riots broke out, she would leave her this bloody letter, which must have her purpose, or what she saw and knew, and wanted her to avoid it.

She had to find the answer, or she would not be able to convince herself to just leave and watch her brother be executed.

The three parchment diaries are very thick and chronologically numbered.

Connie picked up the journal numbered 1, sat down cross-legged by the window, and turned the first page.

On the title page is a line written in immature handwriting: "Father said: Memories will fade, but words can be preserved for a long time." ”

Connie remembered that her grandmother had said the same thing to her, so she kept a journal for three days, ending in laziness.

Grandmother kept a diary for longer than Connie thought, starting at about six years old.

At first, the diary was written about some of her observations and records in the tribe, as the eldest lady of the big clan in the Fak tribe, she lived a worry-free life since she was a child.

However, the constant repetition of the rhythm of life, the immutability of the tribe, and the grandiose rituals, after being repeated many times in the diary, began to become boring.

And all of this changed when she was thirteen years old.

That year, my grandmother, who was tired of being in the tribe, chose to run away from home one night and left the tribe.

In the vast twilight forest, the air seems to be sweeter than in the canyon.

And then......

She's lost.

Having never left the tribe, she gets lost in the Twilight Forest.

Young and beautiful little girls, unarmed, were the most tempting food anywhere in those chaotic times.

In desperation, he came.

It was the first time she had seen him, and he had made a simple and neat move, but he easily dealt with the terrible guys who were surrounding her.

But before she could thank him, he was gone.

His hair was still very long that year, with a thin figure, slightly curly long brown hair, and a melancholy gaze that made people feel distressed, but it was as deep and charming as the starry sky.

After that, it was followed for many years.

She embarks on a journey to find him, but even though he is nearby, she always finds it difficult to see him.

But every time he got lost and was about to cry, he would always show up inadvertently, and then lead her out with a disgusted face, send her to a place where there are people, and then disappear again.

From the playful and cheerful words, Connie seems to be able to see the girl who is happy to meet again, and the girl who is depressed because of the separation again.

Later, he grew stronger, and his hair became thinner.

He had a nickname: "No Publisher." ”

"Master!"

Connie was so shocked that she almost threw the diary out of her hand!

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