Jiang Hao took out the book of "Zhang Yunling", took a deep breath, and gently opened it.

The first dozen or so pages are pictures of Zhang Yunling's growth, he smiled stupidly, his wife is so cute.

In the back, it was the picture of his wife knowing herself, that hot summer, Zhang Yunling, who was still a college student, fainted from heat stroke at the station, Jiang Hao, who was passing by, hurriedly stepped forward to take emergency measures, and was later sent to the hospital.

Love always comes quietly inadvertently.

Zhang Yunling, who woke up in the ward, fell in love with Jiang Hao at first sight, and when he knew that Jiang Hao saved him, he fell in love even more.

When Jiang Hao saw this, he couldn't help but smile and say to himself: "You didn't admit that you fell in love with me at first sight, look, this book betrayed you." ”

He continued to scroll down, and it was all the bits and pieces of memories of their relationship.

From the initial encounter, to the noisy sweetness between lovers, the frustrations encountered in talking about marriage, and the pain of separation......

She loves to read ghost stories and loves mysterious culture; He is a charlatan, and every day he faces her curious world, and as long as they are together, there are endless topics to talk about.

She is always very sticky to Jiang Hao, always smirking, and always paying silently.

He caressed the spirit in the painting with his fingers, laughing while looking at it, and the more he looked at it, the more worried he became.

If the books in this library are seriously recording people's lives, it seems that most of the memories of his wife Zhang Yunling are full of Jiang Hao's figure.

Scrolling down further, there is a picture of his wife's pregnancy. It's just a little strange that there is a record of a wife seeing someone out of body here.

Jiang Hao stared intently for a long time, and the person who met his wife was wearing a huge cloak, covering his face and making it unrecognizable.

Jiang Hao, who was suspicious, recalled that his wife had mentioned this matter before, but he didn't disclose the details, and he didn't think it was the same thing at that time, thinking that Yun Ling was dreaming.

Now I know that what my wife said is true.

Jiang Hao continued to flip down, feeling guilty, this page was the picture of his son's birth.

Jiang Hao was out of town that day, and he didn't have time to rush home to accompany the delivery, leaving his wife to suffer the heart-rending pain of childbirth silently.

Continuing to turn, it is the son's full moon, the 100-day feast, the first birthday, the first time he speaks, the first time he falls, and the first time he walks......

All of them are accompanied by their wives, and Jiang Hao's figure rarely appears.

He owed the mother and son, and he blamed himself.

Jiang Hao trembled and turned to a strange page, it was his wife meeting the cloaked man again, just after this page, blank?

He anxiously flipped back, and was surprised to find that the remaining half of the book was blank.

Could it be that after the wife's soul is out of the body, the book can't record it?

No, smokeless books are mostly in the form of souls.

So this idea is not valid, what is the reason why this book is no longer recorded?

His brow furrowed, and the mystery was reborn.

Since it's not recorded, maybe it's a good thing.

At least there is no ending, and Yun Ling's life is not in danger.

He gently put his wife's books back on the shelves, carefully pushing away the books that were tilted on both sides.

At this time, there was a book not far away, "Song Ming".

What a coincidence, it's also someone I know.

Jiang Hao turned a few pages, all of which were records of tracking others, and yes, Song Ming was a detective, and tracking and investigating was his life and work.

When he turned to the page after meeting him, Jiang Hao's heart pounded.

It turned out that Song Ming and Xiaojin also had a story of meeting alone, but unfortunately the pictures in the book are exquisite, and they are books after all, without detailed dialogue, and they are not like movie works.

Jiang Hao was very curious about what his son was talking to Song Ming, why was his son's expression so terrifying?

When he turned the next page, it was blank.

Jiang Hao's brows tightened, and he flipped back violently, all blank.

How is it the same as Yun Ling's book?

A chill struck me.

No, mine will go back immediately.

Jiang Hao's thoughts turned into streamers and returned to Linzha Village.

"Jiang Hao, are you awake?" Yu Wenke was pleasantly surprised.

Qi Xiaoming swallowed and spit, and said in a hoarse voice: "Brother, you came back late enough, I told the white-headed guy what he saw and heard in the world, do you want to listen?" I can say it again. ”

"Okay, besides, I'm worried about your throat, I'll pour you a glass of water." When Song Ming got up, Jiang Hao grabbed his hand.

He stared at Song Ming suspiciously, and his sense of uneasiness became more and more intense, what did the blank record of Song Ming and his wife represent?