I was staying at a nearby express hotel, and I was very excited to look at the room on the phone screen, and the goose said that the girl was hanging from the window of that room.

I am not afraid of failure, failure is the mother of success, this is the wise saying.

I saw the goose struggling into the room and putting the deadly rope on the window.

I can understand him, it was always not easy at the last moment, but at least he made this determination to die.

It's much better than me, how many times I've tried and lost to myself.

However, the image on my phone screen only freezes when the goose has one foot on the small bench.

Later, no matter how much I tried to figure it out, the image was always still.

I'm quite disappointed, how did this big goose break the chain at a critical time?

The night was thick and the wind was strong this night.

To be honest, I wasn't very reconciled, and the opportunity I finally got was over so easily.

I immediately left the hotel and went to the dilapidated neighborhood, where there were uninhabited buildings at night, like haunted houses.

The wind whirls and blows the sound of the latticework, creating a different atmosphere.

I think such an atmosphere is just right.

I didn't go upstairs, I just went around to the other side.

There was a thick tuft of grass there, and I stood in the grass and looked out into that window.

An evil wind blew, and a figure appeared in front of the window, swaying from side to side with the wind.

I got a little closer and realized that it was the goose.

In the faint darkness of the night, for a moment, I seemed to find a figure behind the goose.

I was shaken by his spirit, and it was his soul that appeared.

But that figure was only for a moment, and I don't know if I was dazzled.

I'm quite frustrated, big goose, big goose, you even have the courage to die, why don't you have the courage to show it to others.

I knew I wasn't getting any results, and whether he went to another world or not wasn't my concern.

I hurried back to the hotel, packed my luggage, and caught the earliest bus back to City B.

After that, the news of the suicide of the young writer spread all over the place, and I burned the legal newspapers and everything related to the goose. Connected with the book "The Sorrow of Youth".

None of this is my focus.

I wanted to meet the author, Mandoli, and another curiosity had taken over me.

I wonder what kind of relationship she has with the goose.

The goose said that he had never met the author.

A pair of people who have never crossed paths in life, why would she describe Mao Dan so well and analyze his distorted psychology clearly.

I wondered, will I have nothing to hide in front of her?

Another reason why I want to see Mandoli so desperately, I think, is because every time I go to Dr. Chua's for treatment.

There was always a legal newspaper on her desk, and that newspaper always reminded me that there was an author named Mantori who once published the story of the writer Big Goose.

To be honest, when I saw Mandoli, I had a moment of mental trance, and there was really the shadow of Xiaoyun in her youth.

So I asked her if she believed that people would go to another dimension after they died.

I thought Xiaoyun had come back to me.

I needed someone to talk to, and the reason why I chose Mandoli over Dr. Chua.

It's not because I want her to write my story, she might be able to dig out a side I haven't seen.

That side might have helped me in my experiments.

The Qingming Festival is coming, and I want to go to Peacock Mountain again to see Xiaoyun and Xiaoxing. I am not reconciled, there must be a secret around that tree that I am not aware of.

While I was packing, I suddenly wanted to invite the mandoli to come with me.

On the one hand, I thought that if I did find that passage to another world, or if I had a witness, I couldn't wait to prove that my first ten years of hard work had not been in vain, that passage was not a legend.

On the other hand, I had a fear in my heart that I already had several lives on my hands.

For example, Xiaoyun, Xiaoxing, and my little assistant who has been missing for a long time, there is no more than one, and more is fine.

Someone has to sacrifice for the day my great discovery is realized.

Mantorie was quite vigilant, from the first time I saw her, I knew that this woman was not easy to deal with, she never replied to my messages, and I understand.

I was trying to find a better excuse to let her go to Peacock Mountain with me.

She actually agreed to go with me, and there were two other people with her.

It's like when I buy something that I have wanted for a long time, and the merchant also gives it a very valuable thing.

April 3, 2016

The sound of the train clanging is quite annoying.

Last night, I didn't strike at the mandoli first, for no other reason, but because Chu Xixi and the little girl appeared in front of me unsuspectingly.

I decided to tie the two of them together first, and then attract the mandoli over, so that I could kill two birds with one stone.

What I didn't expect was that I would kill a Cheng bite the gold halfway.

The handsome young psychiatrist, I seemed to have seen him somewhere, but I couldn't remember it.

I knew I had failed, and I had fallen into the hands of the mandoli.

My wife and daughters, all my experiments are gone.

On the train, I lay there thinking about it for a long time.

I've always been a very persistent person, and even at the last minute, I still can't give up.

It suddenly dawned on me why I hadn't found the answer, the passage to that world?

The simple reason is that I didn't really fit in, and I should have tried it myself.

It's like when I was struggling in the river, it was as if my soul was out of my body, through a deep tunnel, and into another dimension.

There is a predestined, and fate has pushed this point in time in front of me.

I thought, it's time......

This is the end of the professor's diary, and the phone in Loya's hand is already hot.

Compared with the temperature of the mobile phone, Luo Ya's back was cold.

She was thinking, if it weren't for Lu Zheng's timely appearance.

She, Chu Xixi, and the little demon fairy have probably been buried under the straight birch tree in Peacock Mountain!

is reasonable, I have to find a time to ask Lu Zheng for a meal and talk about his life-saving grace.

It's just that what she doesn't understand is that the goose, the professor, they all go to the same psychiatrist.

And they are involved with themselves, is this really just a probabilistic event?

What makes Luo Ya even more incomprehensible is that in the past six months, I am afraid that I have not gone through the peach blossom luck, but experienced the peach blossom catastrophe.

Why do the fatal things around you have more or less to do with you?

。 m.