We really found food in the mountains, not only wild fruits that could be eaten, but also a very fat rabbit, in ancient times there were people who waited for rabbits, but unfortunately in the end the fields were wasted, we relied on ingenuity.

I watched the poor rabbit being skinned and everyone was waiting to eat the meat, and I saw the rabbit's eyes move for a moment, and I hurriedly avoided it.

This is experience, whether it is a dead person or an animal, never look into its eyes, this is a warning.

Soon the fragrance came out, and at that moment, everyone put down the wild fruit in their hands, including me, and someone tore off a large piece and handed it to me, because it was my choice to go up the mountain, find something to eat, and someone found the spring water on the mountain.

After eating and drinking, Luo Yi insisted on going back to the water, because there were tents there, and they were the closest to the water's edge, and if a boat came, he could find it as soon as possible.

Tang Doudou stood up from the ground, "Li Yi, you can go back with us too." ”

"Go ahead, I'll be the same everywhere anyway." I sat at the fire, and I had no intention of leaving.

"Let's go down together, we have an empty tent." The older designer walked over, and this man looked very realistic.

"I really don't need it, it's a lot of trouble up and down, I'll stay here, in case a rabbit falls in, tomorrow's food will be solved again." I said with a smile.

I'm sure I'm not going down, the town of Flyover has become an empty town, and since I've seen Jubo here, there's probably a secret on this mountain that I want to know.

"Mr. Tang, let's go, it's getting dark, and there may be trouble going down from here then." Luo Yi pointed underneath, and I threw a few sticks of firewood into the fire.

"Li Yi, be careful yourself."

Tang Doudou got up and followed the Luo shirt and the others down, sleeping in the tent was definitely more comfortable than sleeping on the stone with me, and it was also safe, I saw her look back in my direction when she walked to the second stone.

The men were gone, and I was the only one left by the fire, and to be exact, the almost eaten rabbit bones, who I don't know who threw them by the fire.

I picked it up from the ground and found a crack in the stone to stuff the rabbit's bones in, and it quickly got dark and I decided to keep going, the mountain seemed to have a special magic calling me.

Before I knew it, I actually walked to the place where Zhu Bo fell that day, and I clearly remembered the stone in front of me, from which Zhu Bo jumped.

I leaned over and looked down, there was just a slope below, the slope was not too big, I took a flashlight and looked down, and I vaguely saw something under the slope.

The most I could do was roll down or run down such a slope, and why I saw that day that Juber's body was falling down, I walked slowly down the slope, trying to hold on to the branches that stretched out along the way.

I slowed down as much as I could, and when I took the flashlight from above, I saw something moving, and when I walked over, it was actually a piece of clothing.

The clothes hanging on it are already very worn, judging from the material and color, it should be the kind of school uniform that was sent when I went to school, because of the homophony, school uniform = filial piety, there are few people who use such a title, if it is said, it will feel particularly awkward when worn on the body.

I looked closer, and the garment was hanging from a tree branch, and it was straight through the middle of the garment, and it couldn't be blown away even if there was wind underneath.

At that time, the first feeling was very familiar, I touched it with my hand, and at that moment, I finally remembered that the style of this dress was exactly the same as the one issued by the school when I was in the sixth year of elementary school.

It was a blue and white tracksuit, I liked it so much at the time, I wore it almost every day, to and from school, running around, and then, I lost it for some reason, and I was sad for a while.

At that time, there were a lot of people in the town who went to elementary school with me, and when I went to high school, there were a lot fewer children in the town all of a sudden, and they should have been picked up by their parents who worked outside, or they went out to work by themselves.

And the women in the town are eager to marry after the age of eighteen, as if hiding from the plague, to put it bluntly, this is poverty at work.

I took the flashlight and shone it up, and there seemed to be something hanging on the stone wall above, but because it was a bit far away, I couldn't see what it was.

I decided to go up and take a look, it was a bit weird, I strapped my flashlight to my arm, and tightened my bag behind me, and I started to climb up, grabbing the branches sticking out of the edge of the stone wall with both hands, and tiptoe between the rocks.

When I was very young, I was a good climber of trees and walls, and soon I climbed up, and I actually saw a hat, which was caught in the gap in the stone, and I climbed over and pulled it out hard.

This was a very popular hat when we were young, and many children wore it at that time, and it looked very popular, so I took out the change I had saved for a few months and bought one too.

"Hat!"

I looked at the hat in my hand and my head buzzed, I said that this black hat was very popular at the time, and almost everyone had it.

What I saw was a black cloth on the edge of the hat, which was a piece of cloth sewn from the back, and the eyes were similar to the hat, and the threads sewn on it were crooked, and it looked very ugly.

This is my hat!

Looking at the black cloth on it and the crooked stitch marks, I suddenly remembered that the hat found in the crack of the stone was the one I had back then.

There would be no mistake, because the hat tore a hole open, and I was worried that my grandmother would see it, so I secretly took out a black cloth from the cabinet and sewed it inside.

Why did my hat appear here, and the clothes underneath, could it be the one I lost back then, I was very confused at the time, could it be that I had been here before.

Why, in my memory, the memory of this mountain is limited to those who caught insects at the bottom of the mountain, and I don't remember anything about what happened here.

I tucked my hat into my back bag and kept climbing, knowing that the answer must be on it, and if I had been here, I would have left something else behind that would probably remind me of this experience.

I don't know how long I climbed, but when I got tired I stopped and rested for a while, and finally, I climbed to the platform above, and I climbed on it and sat on it and gasped for air.

The wind here was noticeably stronger, and as I sat there, I could faintly see the fire rising in the direction of the water's edge, and I had climbed at least halfway up the mountain, and the position was to the west, and the whole mountain was steep, and there were hardly any trees on it, all of which were of the bare stones.

I took out the hat from my bag, touched the black cloth on it, and for some reason, at that moment, I put it on my head.

Actually, I don't like to wear hats, people's likes change with age and experience, and after I was in high school, I hardly wore a hat.

I got up from the ground, and when I turned around, I saw a shadow in front of me, it looked like a person, I secretly lit the flashlight, it was really a person, I saw that the person was looking at the stone wall in front of me with his back to me, just as I took the third step towards him.

The man suddenly turned around, and there must be something wrong with my description here, because it was only his head that turned around at once, and his body didn't move at all.

This happened once when I was very young, when I didn't know I could see those things, and I just crouched curiously by the fire and watched my grandmother burn paper money there.

The light of the flashlight passed, and I was surprised to find that the face was strikingly similar to the one in my memory, and more than ten years later, on a protruding platform in the mountain behind the town, I actually saw the person back then.

He looked at me the same way, and the weirdo looked at me almost the same way he did back then.

I saw his head turn back all at once, and then his whole body moved forward, and in front of me was the stone wall, and right before my eyes, the strange man disappeared.