The wind whistled miserably at dusk, and I sat in the car and looked out the window at the changing scenery, but I was in a different mood. There are so many mysteries about this that I can't guess what seems to be the truth.

"Why do you want to look up the church's past?" I couldn't hold back the doubts in my heart, and Haruka pushed me, interrupting my thinking.

Jame, who was driving, immediately came to his senses and exclaimed, "That's right! Did you find something? ”

"Hmm...... I don't know if you have heard of such an exam question, it is one of the external test questions of a certain world-renowned university in a certain year. I didn't answer their questions directly, I still looked out the window, and said lightly: "The test question tells the story of a man who came to an island, which is a tourist destination.

The man accidentally ate a piece of seagull meat, and then he killed his companion and committed suicide in grief. Then the question asked, why did the man kill himself......

"What does this have to do with that church?!" Haruka pouted dissatisfiedly.

I smiled and said, "Anyway, let's play this game." If you speculate on the reason for his suicide, I will only answer whether it is right or wrong, and in order to make it easier, I will give you some hints on some special questions. ”

"Interesting!" Jame said excitedly, "Is there anything wrong with seagull meat?" ”

I said, "No." ”

"It must be a problem with the tourist resort." Haruka said with an affirmative expression.

"It's not." I shook my head.

"He's terminally ill?"

"It's not."

"He wanted to kill himself?"

"Haha, it's not."

“………”

Ten minutes later, amid their whimsical speculations, my neck finally started to ache.

"What! Could it be that the guy committed suicide because the seagull meat was so unpalatable that he regretted eating it. Haruka muttered, and finally burst out laughing.

Jame's mind flickered, and he suddenly asked, "What was that tourist mecca in the past?" ”

I looked at him with admiration and said, "Once upon a time it was a desert island. ”

"That'...... He'd been to that desert island before? Jame asked eagerly.

"Yes."

"How many people?"

"Three."

"Are they two men and one woman?"

"Yes."

"Ah......h

"You guessed it?" I asked with a smile.

He glanced back at me and nodded slowly.

Haruka listened to Jame's quick answer with me in confusion, and asked angrily, "I don't understand what you're saying." Sayo, what's the answer? Tell people! ”

I stretched, looked at her deeply, and began to say the standard answer to the test:

In fact, before that desert island became a tourist destination, the man and his friends and lovers were stranded on that desert island because of a shipwreck. Because there was no food, the three of them starved and survived. One day, he discovers that his girlfriend is missing and asks his friend. His friend said with a gloomy face that his girlfriend had fallen into the sea and was swept away by the undercurrent, and said that he was afraid that he would be sad, so he kept it from him.

A few days later, when he was almost starving to death, his friend brought him some meat, told him it was seagull meat, and motioned for him to eat it, and he did not doubt his best friend...... Then they were saved.

Many years later, he came to this island again, accompanied by the same friend who had been suffering with him. At this time, the desert island has become a tourist destination, and he nostalgically made a plate of seagull meat that saved his life to eat, but found that the taste was different from what he had eaten before.

"At that moment he understood everything...... At that time, what kind of seagull was he eating, but his girlfriend's meat, the woman who was more important than his life, the woman he loved most in his life. So he killed his friend and committed suicide in grief. ”

There was silence in the car, and no one spoke for a long time.

"Now you understand why I'm desperate to know what was going on in that church, right?" I said slowly.

"What a tragic story......"

Haruka let out a slow breath.

"Who knows? Maybe there was a more tragic story in that church in the past. I looked out the window and thought.

I have been to the Haruka family's house in Canada many times, but this time it was a different feeling. It's in the suburbs not far from Vancouver, but I've heard that land prices have plummeted again recently, but even if it's surprisingly cheap, there are still very few people living there.

It seems that this is another miracle.

The weeds were too deep for the car to drive through, so we had to walk the rest of the way.

The house was still deserted, and Haruka opened the lock, and I was the first to walk in.

The furnishings were the same as the last time I came, with no major changes, except for the obvious and inconspicuous places, which were already covered with dust.

"Are you sure Sister Xiaojie's diary is still here?" I asked Haruka, who was beside me.

She said with certainty: "Dad is afraid that Mom will touch the scene, since Sister Xiaojie passed away, he has locked her room, and no one has touched the things inside." ”

I suddenly remembered something and asked, "Then why did you move?" Is it also because of the fear of touching the scene? ”

Yaojia was stunned for a moment, shook her head and said, "I don't know." Two weeks after my sister died, my father sent me to a relative's house in Monthorb, and by the time I returned, the family had already moved. Although the family explained to me that they were afraid that my mother would be sad to see the things in the house...... But...... But I always feel like there's something else going on! ”

I nodded, by the way, Yaojia, this little girl's doubts are the same as mine.

I'm sure there must be something ulterior about Uncle Haruka's move. Alas, what a headache, what the hell did he have to hide?

Pushing open Sister Xiaojie's room, a faint breeze immediately caressed over.

We walked in and found clues. As I told them when I was in the car, the purpose of the trip was to find two things.

One is Sister Xiaojie's diary - Sister Xiaojie has been used to writing a diary every day since she was a child, so if it goes well, she should be able to find some clues on it, and even all the confusion of this incident.

The second is the things that Sister Xiaojie took with her in that town when she went to Seattle for the last time, although we don't know what it was, but one thing is for sure, it is definitely a key!

I slowly searched for it on the shelf, and from time to time I pulled out a book and flipped through it.

For some reason, when I entered this room, I always had a very incongruous feeling, a feeling that haunted me for a long time, and I could not find any words to describe it, let alone why this room gave me such a sense of incongruity.

"Mind the hell, let's get down to business!" I swung my head and quickened my search, and finally found a dozen or so thick journal books at the bottom of a drawer.

The diary is just like an ordinary person, nothing more than the trivial events of that day, etc., nothing special, but most of them are written in English. Because the privacy of the deceased was involved, I extracted the information about the incident and gave it an overview.

First of all, Sister Xiaojie always disappears for half a day every time she goes to Seattle, and according to her account, she went to the church we used to call the spirits.

The church had not yet burned down, and she loved the seclusion and mystery of the atmosphere, so she always spent half a day praying and confessing.

This explains why Jone found her stuff in that church.

It is worth noting that in order to better clarify the doubts that arise in this diary, I have put it as it is:

The weather was cloudy with rain on Tuesday, 19 June

It's Seattle again.

Come to think of it, it's been years since I've been here.

Dad's driving skills have deteriorated again, and after three hours on the highway, I almost fainted!

The drizzle was still falling, and it didn't seem like my jet lag had turned back because of last week's trip to Germany. Ha, if Xiao Ye knows, she must be laughing at me again......

Xiaoye, I haven't heard from him for a long time. I don't know what has become of the snot ghost who is always clamoring to marry me. I miss him a little, but ...... It would be nice to be his wife...... Hate, how could I think of this!

In the afternoon, I went to the church again in the rain, but I didn't expect it to be burned down. Alas, for the first time, I understood the subtle meaning of the word "thing" and "person". I don't know why, I feel a little lost in my heart.

By the way, I found a gadget in the church, and she was stuck in a crack in a fallen wall. I don't know who is so cruel and has damaged her so badly.

This gadget used to be cute, but now it's ugly because it's broken, but it still makes me love it. It's like...... It's like she has life! So I put her in my handbag and took her back.

At dinner, my father and I had a fight. I don't know why I strongly wanted to leave this place, and I was a little stubborn. My father was taken aback, and I took a taxi back to Vancouver in a fit of rage.

…… I really don't know what's wrong with me, it's the first time in my life that I have such a strong hatred, I hate that place, that town...... I want to destroy it all!

This is where the diary abruptly stops. Until the car accident two months later, Sister Xiaojie did not write any more.

This is normal for some people who keep a diary as a weekly, monthly, or even annual diary (like me), but it would be strange to anyone if the reference is someone who has not kept a diary for a day in 11 years.

After Jame and Haruka finished reading the diary, I asked, "You should have found a few doubts and clues in the last one." ”

Yaojia's little girl smiled at me secretly: "I only found that my sister likes you so much, alas, it's a pity." If you propose to her again, she may not hesitate to marry you! ”

Jame also came to join in the fun, smiling ambiguously: "Hehe, you are really good, there is a mention of your name in every two articles in the diary, why don't you teach me some secrets, how can I make a woman follow me with all her heart." ”

"Don't make a fuss!"

I glared at them angrily, but there was an unknown pain in my heart.

The two men finally got serious and exchanged doubts they had found in their diaries.

"I just think it's weird that the diary ends." Jame said.

Yaojia supported her head with her hands in distress and said, "I just think my sister is ...... to you"

"Xiao Jia!" I yelled in anger.

"Okay, okay, I won't say it, you don't need to be so fierce to others!" Yaojia pretended to be aggrieved and said to me: "You should already be confident, right, just say it, let's listen to it." ”

"Alas......" I sighed, sometimes I really couldn't do anything about this little girl, "which clue in the diary do you think is the most important?" ”

"Of course it's the little gadget my sister brought back." Yaojia said seriously.

Jame nodded with a frustrated expression, "But when she mentions the thing she brought back, she is always a little vague, and even more infuriating, she doesn't describe what it is at all!" ”

Yaojia said hatefully: "Sister is really, when she shouldn't be subtle, she described it so implicitly." It seems that the clue is broken again! ”