CHAPTER XVIII

Letter from Heaven

Shen Kuo sat quietly at home, holding a letter in his hand, a letter with a red cover. The red is dazzling, and the red is like blood.

There was no one in the house anymore, and he was left alone. As early as a few days ago, on March 17th. His wife and his parents left him forever. Like a dream, he still can't believe that all this is true.

March 17th, a terrifying Sunday. On this day he lost all his loved ones. He was sad, he was in pain, he was hopeless, he lost faith in life.

However, on March 18, after he woke up, a letter suddenly appeared on his bedside table, a red letter.

Shen Kuo felt inexplicable, who would send him a letter, and it was a red letter.

The moment he opened the letter, he was even more confused. Because this letter was sent by none other than his wife, Luo Xinyue. And his wife, Luo Xinyue, died on March 17 at the Yuexin Hotel.

The scene before his wife Luo Xinyue's death is still vivid, as if it had just happened. At that moment, he was desperate, he watched his wife die, but there was nothing he could do.

But now, he's nothing but dazed or dazed. My wife is obviously dead, so why can I still receive her letter? And judging by the date, the time of the first letter received was on the same day, March 18.

Is this a letter from heaven?

Shen Kuo was lying on his back on the sofa, and he turned on all the lights in the house. Not for himself, he opened it for Luo Xinyue. Because his wife Luo Xinyue is afraid of the dark, he always has to turn on the light when he sleeps at night, so that his wife will fall asleep peacefully.

Now, the wife is gone, and the whole house seems empty, without a trace of life.

Today, he did not hesitate again when he received a letter from his wife from heaven again. There must be something strange about this. He immediately called Fang Xin, hoping to get Fang Xin's help.

That's why Shen Kuo sat on the sofa so quietly, waiting for Fang Xin's arrival. He was holding three red letters in his hands, all of which were sent by his wife Luo Xinyue.

The reason why it is certain that it is Luo Xinyue is not only because of the signature on the stationery. The most important thing is the familiar handwriting on the stationery.

For Luo Xinyue's words, Shen Kuo is too familiar. He had lived with his wife for so many years and knew everything about her, let alone the mere handwriting.

He had also wondered if someone was playing a prank. But when you think about it, who would be boring enough to joke with someone like him. Even if it's a joke, what about the purpose? Anyone who jokes should have something to do with him. Is there anything about him that others are paying attention to?

Shen Kuo couldn't figure out what it was for.

Let's go back to Fang Xin. He received a call from Shen Kuo when he was on his way home.

After escaping death from Donghu Village, he has been calling Xiaoxue. But Xiaoxue's phone is always unreachable, and the phone is always unreachable. The only explanation Fang Xin could think of was that Xiaoxue's phone was out of battery.

As soon as he walked to the staircase of his house, Fang Xin saw a familiar figure. It's none other than Du Zijuan. He exclaimed, "Zijuan? How did you end up here? Aren't you with Xiaoxue?"

Du Zijuan did come to find Fang Xin, and as soon as she saw Fang Xin, she immediately greeted her and showed a bright smile.

So, Du Zijuan told Fang Xin what she and Xiaoxue had experienced.

After listening to this, Fang Xin asked rhetorically, "Are you sure Xiaoxue got on that minibus?" Du Zijuan nodded affirmatively. Fang Xin asked again: "In which direction is that minibus going?"

At this time, Du Zijuan shook her head and said, "After Xiaoxue got in the car, the minibus drove away. And, very quickly, engulfed in darkness. However, I saw street lamps on both sides of the road. But I just can't see the shadow of the minibus."

Fang Xin's first feeling was that there was a ghost in this minibus. But now, even if he knows that there are ghosts in the minibus on the road, he has no way to find it.

At this moment, Shen Kuo's call came.

"Where are you?" Shen Kuo's low voice came from the phone.

"How's it going at home?" Fang Xin also replied in a low voice.

"If you have time, come to my house now, I have something to look for you."

"So, what's the matter?"

"It's not clear on the phone, let's talk about it when you come!"

"Alright then, you wait, I'll be right over."

Hung up the phone, Fang Xin's face was melancholy. It can be heard from the phone that Shen Kuo's mood is very low, something should have happened. And this matter, Shen Kuo can't settle it alone. So, what is it all about? At this time, what else could stump Shen Kuo?

Seeing that Fang Xin was silent, Du Zijuan had no choice but to ask, "Fang Xin, your face is not very good. Is Xiaoxue in danger?"

Fang Xin turned his face, and seeing Du Zijuan's nervous appearance, he had to smile bitterly and comfort her, "No, it's not Xiaoxue's business." Now, even if Xiaoxue really has something, what can he do? He didn't even know where Xiaoxue was, how to find it.

As if he had made up his mind, Fang Xin said to Du Zijuan: "I'm going to a place, are you interested in going with me?"

"Where?"

"A friend of mine, he seems to be in trouble."

"Okay!" Du Zijuan said very firmly, "Anyway, I don't have anything to do, so I'll accompany you on a trip."

Looking at Du Zijuan's face, Fang Xin couldn't help but sigh. There is one thing he has never said, he is unwilling to tell Du Zijuan the news of Du Zizhuo's affairs.

A girl who suddenly hears her brother's bad news will definitely not be able to stand it. I'm mentally devastated, and I might break down. Fortunately, Du Zijuan didn't mention this matter, and Fang Xin was also a lot more relieved.

Shen Kuo's home is not far away, and it will arrive soon.

What made Fang Xin feel strange was that the door of Shen Kuo's home was open. The lights are on from front to back, from top to bottom. Illuminate the whole house as if it were daylight.

Shen Kuo was in the living room, still lying quietly on the sofa. It seems that he has always been like this and has never moved.

Seeing Fang Xin and Du Zijuan appear in front of him, he frowned at first, and then regained his composure and said, "What do you want to drink?"

"No, let's get down to business! What's the trouble you're in?"

The two of them can be regarded as friends in distress, so Fang Xin is still somewhat concerned about Shen Kuo's affairs. What's more, many bizarre things have indeed happened in the past two days. If there was anything else that appeared on Shen Kuo's body, Fang Xin felt that it was not unusual at all.

Shen Kuo sat back on the sofa, he handed a letter to Fang Xin, and then said, "Let's take a look at this first!"

Fang Xin took the letter, it was a red letter, a letter as red as blood. Only a few words were written on the envelope: My favorite person, Shen Kuo. And the mailing address is only two words: heaven.

Fang Xin glanced at Shen Kuo suspiciously, and then slowly pulled out the letter paper inside. Du Zijuan also came over curiously and wanted to see the content of the letter.

The words on the letter are small and thin. The font is very neat and beautiful. At first glance, you can see that the road is from the hand of a delicate girl.

The letter is not long, and it reads like this:

Dear parentheses, my parentheses:

You okay?

To this day, I still don't believe that I really left you and lost you forever. For a while, do you know how lost and sad I was?"

How could I have thought that I would have left you so early. I'm a thousand, ten thousand don't want to!

Parenthesis, remember the days we were together? It's ordinary, but it's very happy. I love you dearly, love your bits and pieces. One of my hearts will always belong to you and to both of us.

Remember the way you love to laugh, remember that you are always sloppy, remember how angry you are. Parenthesis, though I have left you, everything about you is engraved in my heart. Brackets, will you always remember me, never forget me, just like me?

Your habit is always not good, and you always like to throw your socks all over the floor. As long as I don't pay attention, early the next morning, you may wear two different socks to work, you say it's funny or not. I'll say a few words to you, and you still have a beautiful name, which is called personality.

You're the most dishonest when you sleep, and you're even more dishonest than our daughter. You always like to wrap the quilt around yourself, but you don't know it. I have caught a cold several times, and I was harmed by you. Small brackets, you must not know the way! I'm not going to tell you because I don't want you to worry. For I know that you love me dearly.

How reluctant I am to leave you. I'll wait for you though. Even though I'm dead and I'm away from you, I still remember you. So I believe that in the near future I will meet you again. And at that time, I'm sure you won't forget about me. Right, my parentheses?

Waiting for you, even if it takes ten years, twenty years, or even longer, I would like to wait. Little braces, I'm waiting for you in heaven, don't let me down!

Today I made a new friend who also just arrived in heaven. She said her name was Hang Haiyan and she arrived in heaven at nine o'clock in the evening.

The reason why I made her this friend was because she told me that she and Fang Xin were neighbors.

However, after contact, I think Hang Haiyan is still a very good person. I've had a good conversation with her and she's become the best friend.

She said she also left her beloved and was also saddened. She said that the person she loved the most had hurt her and she was heartbroken.

I think too, who wouldn't be sad when they left their most beloved person!

Okay, my little braces, my love. I'll always remember you in heaven, and I'm sure you will remember me too, right?

Either way, I'll write to you often, letters from my heavenly lover!

The one who loves you the most

Your beloved wife Luo Xinyue is on the grass

March 18, 2013

The letter is indeed not long, and between the lines, Luo Xinyue's love for Shen Kuo is revealed everywhere. It's an unforgettable love, it's a love that can never be forgotten.

After reading the letter, Fang Xin glanced at Shen Kuo, and then asked, "What do you think?" Shen Kuo's eyes were full of crystals at this time, and it seemed that as long as he touched it slightly, a lot of it would fall off. He shook his head and said, "It's a letter from heaven that Xinyue sent me!"

"It's absolutely impossible." Fang Xin hadn't spoken yet, but Du Zijuan opened his mouth first.

Fang Xin and Du Zijuan exchanged glances knowingly. It seems that the two of them are on the same page.

Fang Xin said fiercely to Shen Kuo: "You are stupid, do you think this kind of thing is possible?" After a pause, he asked Shen Kuo again: "How can you be sure that the letter was sent by Luo Xinyue?"

"Handwriting!"

"Handwriting?" Fang Xin said suspiciously, "Even if it's handwriting, it can't prove that this letter was written by Luo Xinyue. Behind the letter, there must be something hidden. In other words, what is the letter trying to tell us, but we don't know the way yet."

Heaven only exists in people's fantasies, not in real life. Fang Xin is very clear about this. Heaven and hell are nothing but products of people's imagination.

Therefore, Fang Xin would never believe that this letter was written by a dead man.

After thinking for a while, Fang Xincai said again: "Hang Haiyan is mentioned in this letter, don't you think it's strange?" I'll tell you now that Hang Haiyan's time of death was just around nine o'clock in the evening on March 18. This is almost exactly the same time as mentioned in the letter, do you think it could be a coincidence?"

"What did you say?" Shen Kuo stared at Fang Xin in surprise

Fang Xin smiled faintly and said, "Don't you understand? This letter was not written by Luo Xinyue at all, but someone else. As for who that person is and what his purpose is, I don't think about it yet. I'm sure there's something wrong with it, though."

Shen Kuo lost his soul and kept muttering: "It's not written by Xinyue, it's not Xinyue." Suddenly, he stood up with exaggerated movements, took two more letters from somewhere, and handed them to Fang Xin: "You look at this again."

The two letters are exactly the same as the previous one, red envelope with black lettering.

Judging by the handwriting, it should have been written by the same person. The envelope reads: Dear husband in small brackets.

Fang Xin calmly opened one of them, and the content of the first half was not much different. It is nothing more than the longing for Shen Kuo, and the so-called, life in heaven. It is depicted vividly, as if there really is such a place as heaven.

As for Shen Kuo's thoughts, it can be seen that Luo Xinyue loves her husband quite much. If it weren't for Fang Xin's suspicions about this letter, he would definitely be moved by the truth inside. Perhaps, tears of sadness will be shed too.

The second half of the letter reads:

Brackets, do you know the way? There is another newcomer today, and he said that his name is Feng Junkai. I don't know this guy, but he's always trying to talk to me, and I'm annoyed. I don't like this guy, so I often avoid him with Hang Haiyan. Although he does look very handsome, I only have the brackets in my heart, and the other men are just a floating cloud in my eyes, and I don't look down on him.

However, I occasionally heard Feng Junkai say that he was killed by his most trusted and beloved person.

I don't believe him, because if he is the most beloved, how can he die? It must have been his enemies, or those who hated him.

……

Fang Xin read the letter hastily, and his eyes kept on the letterhead. He was thinking about things, thinking about the clues that could be given by the letter.

Feng Junkai? Wasn't it the corpse he and Xiaoxue saw in the deserted house outside when they ran out of Zheng Chuchen's dark room? At that time, Fang Xin had already determined that Feng Junkai was killed by him, not suicide, let alone accidental death.

And Feng Junkai's identity was determined after Du Zijuan came. No one would have thought that he would be Du Zijuan's boyfriend.

Just as Fang Xin was stunned to think, the letter in his hand was suddenly taken away. Fang Xin looked back and saw that it was Du Zijuan.

At this time, Fang Xin saw that Du Zijuan's eyes were already moist, and the hand holding the letter was trembling slightly. Her mouth opened and closed, as if she was saying something, but she couldn't hear it clearly.

In fact, Du Zijuan only said three words: "I'm sorry!" I'm sorry!" The three words were repeated repeatedly, but the voice was so low that no one seemed to be able to hear it except herself.

Fang Xin was very sympathetic to Du Zijuan, his lover and his only brother, who left her one after another within a few hours. No matter how strong a person is, who will withstand such a big blow. Therefore, Fang Xin still didn't want to tell Du Zijuan about Du Zijuan's outstanding affairs. As long as she didn't mention it, Fang Xin decided that she would never say it.

And in fact, Fang Xin had already thought of a question. He quickly turned his face and saw Shen Kuo's face that had suffered from vicissitudes. Fang Xin thought about it, and still asked, "When did you receive this letter?"

Shen Kuo seemed to have just woken up from a trance, his whole body shook slightly, and then he calmed down and said, "It's about 3 o'clock in the afternoon on the 18th."

Fang Xin pondered, through these two letters, he seemed to have drawn some clues. The first one arrived more than an hour before Hang Haiyan's death. And the time of the second letter is about two hours.

That is, that is......

Fang Xin stood up excitedly, startling both Du Zijuan and Shen Kuo. They all stared at Fang Xin inexplicably, not knowing what the hell he was doing.

When a little clue is sorted out like a cocoon. If you are a person, you will be excited and you will get carried away. What's more, it's Fang Xin.

Fang Xin said excitedly: "This is not an ordinary letter. If I'm right, someone is trying to tell us something. Or rather, he is prophesying the next victim. And the person who wrote the letter may not want to expose himself for some purpose, or for his own safety."

"What are you talking about, Fang Xin?" Shen Kuo didn't understand at all.

Fang Xin began to elaborate his opinion: "Judging from these two letters alone, no matter who reads them, there will be no doubts. On the surface, both letters are extremely ordinary and nothing special. But the two people mentioned in the letter happened to be met by me. I mean, their deaths have all happened to me. Well, these two letters are not ordinary letters. On the contrary, it seems to me like a prophecy. The person who wrote these two letters wanted to tell us, or rather tell Shen Kuo something, but it was inconvenient for him to come forward."

"Prophecy?" Du Zijuan muttered these two words. Shen Kuo also looked at Fang Xin with a puzzled expression.

"That's right, it's a prophecy." Fang Xin said decisively, "The time of Hang Haiyan's death was ninety o'clock in the evening, and the time when Shen Kuo received the letter was more than an hour ago. What does this mean? This means that someone knew in advance that Hang Haiyan was about to die. Let's take a look at Feng Junkai again, we found that his time was five or six o'clock in the evening. Obviously, the person who wrote the letter once again told Shen Kuo in advance."

"But I don't know either of them?" Shen Kuo said.

Fang Xin said: "It's because you don't know each other, so you couldn't stop it, so those two people are all dead. However, then again, even if you know each other, you may not be able to think of this layer. Who would have thought that this was a saving letter."

Du Zijuan also asked curiously on the side: "If this is the case, what is the purpose of that person's doing this?" If that person really has the ability to predict, why don't he stand up?"

"I'm sure it's not that he doesn't want to stand up. On the contrary, he stepped up." Fang Xin said, "He took this way to stand up, and I believe there must be his purpose. Most likely, he knew the murderer. There's a good chance he's the murderer, or one of them."

"You mean, how many murderers exist?" Shen Kuo asked in surprise.

Fang Xin said: "I don't know about the Tao yet, but as far as the current situation is concerned, there is no connection between Hang Haiyan and Feng Junkai. So I guess it was a different murderer."

So far, Fang Xin has learned that it was Du Zijie who killed Hang Haiyan. And when Feng Junkai died, Du Zijie should be at home preparing to dive into the pond. Therefore, it is unrealistic for Du Zijie to kill Feng Junkai. What's more, Feng Junkai is still Du Zijuan's boyfriend. From this point of view, it is even more unlikely.

So, who will write the letter?

Fang Xin suddenly shifted his gaze to the third letter in his hand. Attracted by the first two letters, he forgot that there was a third letter.

But what will be written in this third letter? If the first two letters are really prophecies, then the contents of the third letter are very strange.

If everything is true, then it's terrible. Because Fang Xin has only encountered two murders. And the third letter is a prophecy of a certain person before he died, who would that person be?

Could it be that around them, another person died mysteriously? And this time, Fang Xin didn't meet?

Thinking of this, Fang Xin hurriedly took out the letter. The first half of the letter is basically the same, or to write about Shen Kuo's longing. Fang Xin suddenly turned his gaze to the end of the letter, and the main event was there.

The last few paragraphs of the letter read: "This morning, as soon as I woke up, I saw an old man standing in front of me, and I was frightened. I've never seen this old man before, and I don't know where he came from.

The old man looked very kind, he said that his name was Liu Shenglong, and he was the general manager of what company. But I've never really seen him, and I don't know why he suddenly appeared in front of me.

Later, the old man said that he didn't know what was going on, and when he opened his eyes, he was here. He asked me what this place was, and I could only tell him tactfully that this was heaven, the place where people die.

When he heard this, he was very tireless. He didn't believe he was dead, he remembered that he had just finished drinking a glass of milk and then sat on the balcony of his home, basking in the sun while reading the newspaper of the day. He remembered that it should have been nine o'clock, how could he have died for no reason.

Yes, parentheses, for a while, I didn't believe I was dead either. But the facts are in front of me, and I can't help but believe it.

The old man said that he had two sons, and if he did die, then one of them must have done it.

The old man was very sad, he didn't want to leave his relatives very much, just like I didn't want to leave you. In the past two days, I have been missing you all the time, my little braces, are you also missing me?

……

After reading the letter, Fang Xin immediately looked at the time. It's morning, and it's about ten minutes before nine o'clock.

He immediately asked Shen Kuo: "When did you receive this letter?" Shen Kuo didn't think about it, and blurted out: "When I woke up in the morning, it was about seven o'clock."

"That's right." Fang Xin finally figured it out, and he said, "Haven't you seen it yet?" These three letters are actually three prophetic letters, and they clearly tell us the specific information of the victims. include the victim's name, as well as the time of death."

"Is that really the case?" Shen Kuo still didn't believe it, and even Du Zijuan cast a suspicious look.

Fang Xin said: "I know that you don't believe it, and I don't believe it either. However, as we all know, there is no such thing as a paradise in this world. And the first two letters have been confirmed, because I have experienced both things firsthand. So......" Fang Xin suddenly stared at Shen Kuo and asked word by word: "Think about it, who will give you a message instead of choosing me?"

Shrinking his neck, Shen Kuo seemed to be frightened. He stared at Fang Xin for a while, and then said slowly: "I can't think of it, this kind of thing, how do I know who will do it."

"That's good." Fang Xin picked up the letter again and muttered a name, "Liu Shenglong? Who is he?"

Liu Shenglong is very unfamiliar to Fang Xin. At least, in his twenty years of life, he had never heard the name. Then, if you want to save him, it is extremely difficult.

The watershed forest is not big, and it is still difficult to find someone who has never met before.

However, just when Fang Xin racked his brains and couldn't think of a better way. Shen Kuo suddenly said excitedly: "Liu Shenglong? I remembered, I remembered."

Fang Xin hurriedly asked, "What do you remember?" Du Zijuan also echoed on the side.

Shen Kuo said: "Liu Shenglong, that's my little uncle. I told you before that I have a super cute little cousin named Liu Ting. Liu Shenglong is her father, my little uncle."

After Shen Kuo said this, Fang Xin seemed to have remembered something. Shen Kuo did mention such a person as Liu Ting in his spare time. Unexpectedly, today it is also related to such a little girl.

Fang Xin thought for a while and said, "Great, Shen Kuo, you should know your little cousin's home. Time is running out and I ask you to take us right away. Maybe he can save Liu Shenglong."

"Well, that's all there is to it!"