Chapter Seventy-Nine: Diary
The scene in front of me began to freeze.
In the black fog, Hua Ling and Yilian, who were surrounding the girl, seemed to be playing a game of "one, two, three wooden people", maintaining a strange and uncomfortable movement, and did not move for a long time.
Even the droplets of fog that engulfed everything stopped attacking and stopped spreading.
Liu Sanqian had palpitations, and she could hear the sound of her heart pounding. The throbbing came inexplicably, as if something was approaching.
She held her breath as she saw a bright light coming from somewhere, bright and warm, releasing attractive particles.
As if bewitched, Liu Sanqian approached step by step, and she saw a glowing door through the thick fog.
It was a familiar wooden door, and light came from through it. The heavy wooden door is engraved with the mottled years of time, and there are lines climbing down one by one.
The girl couldn't believe it, her hand rubbing gently down the lines, and then touched a depression.
It looked like it had been hit by something heavy. Liu Sanqian knew that it was a mark left by a stone.
A clear blue light flashed, confusing her eyes. Liu Sanqian rubbed his eyes, heard a squeak, and the hinge rubbed to make a sound.
The wooden door has been opened.
Liu Sanqian was at the door, standing still. She didn't dare, she was scared, there were already tears in her eyes.
A familiar hallway appeared in front of him, and a faint musty smell mixed with soap fragrance swept over, and Liu Sanqian took a deep breath.
The darkness behind him was blocked, and the bright colors of warm colors were in front of him. She stepped through the wooden door and accidentally kicked a pair of randomly placed pink sandals.
The sandals are messy, showing the owner's so-so and rough branches. Next to it, a pair of men's leather shoes is horizontal.
The two are contrasted, one large and one small, symbolizing a father and daughter.
There was a little girl with her hair scattered and a white dress that had been sewn and mended, and she jumped out from behind Liu Sanqian. She stepped on her white sneakers with both feet, and ran barefoot towards the back room.
The little girl went straight forward and passed through Liu Sanqian's body.
Liu Sanqian caught a glimpse of her face in a fleeting glance.
The little girl's face was fair and smooth, but there was not much flesh. It should be the age of innocence, but the tear mole at the end of the eye is precocious and sad that does not match the age.
That's Liu Sanqian, that's herself, that's when she was a child.
Why did you let me come back here? What am I going to see, what to say, what to do?
In order to answer her doubts, Liu Sanqian chased the figure of the little girl and ran into her room when she was a child. Unlike ordinary children, there are no tall dolls in her room, and there are no awards full of awards.
It's simple, it's simple, it's like a place for the elderly to live.
The little girl threw herself on the bed, and she rolled around on the small bed and rolled to the head of the bed.
The electric fan on the ceiling squeaks and turns. The air blowing in is also sultry, and I can't understand irritability.
At the head of the bed was an ugly-looking rabbit doll with many yellowing marks. It, its eyes are red, the corners of its mouth are pulled unnaturally, and its smile is weird.
The little girl kept her face in the quilt for a while, and then she couldn't stand it anymore and raised her sweaty face. When she looked up, her eyes were on the rabbit doll.
One person and one rabbit looked at each other for a while, and the little girl was defeated and opened her eyes first. She walked over to the desk, pulled out the stool, and pulled out a yellowed notebook from the drawer.
She opened her notebook, lay down on her desk, pulled a sharpened pencil from the pen holder, and wrote something crookedly.
Liu Sanqian leaned in to observe, and the girl wrote the diary of the day.
It's strange that I have a habit of keeping a diary, why don't I remember?
"Last night, I had that dream again. "The girl's handwriting was immature and crooked, with many typos and revisions in between. Even if it is for Liu Sanqian, who has grown up, to recognize it, it is difficult to find it.
However, Liu Sanqian still insisted on reading word by word. She was curious about the contents of the diary.
"It came to my dream and said that I would be a good friend for life, and I promised it. ”
This is the diary that the little girl wrote the day before, on the left half of the diary. Underneath, a picture was drawn with colored pencils.
A pink rabbit holding hands with a little girl. It looks like a dream that a girl of this age would have. It's a little naïve and childlike.
"It was a little upset this time, and I asked it why, and it said that Dad was in the way. It hates Daddy, so I don't want it. Because I like dad the most!"
After the little girl finished writing, she also drew a big heart behind the word "Dad".
Liu Sanqian's eyes began to sour, and she looked up at the rotating ceiling, as if tears would not flow out of her eyes.
At this moment, a call came from behind him, soft, soft, but a man's voice, "Three thousand ......"
After Liu Sanqian heard this, her body froze, and she covered her mouth hard to curb her urge to cry.
She turned and looked at the man, her eyes already fogged.
"Daddy!" the little girl put down her pen and rushed to the door of the room, where she threw herself into the man's arms.
"Let's go eat, there's chicken wings today. "The man is much younger than Liu Sanqian's impression. At this time, he had never drunk heavily. The hair is jet black and the body is strong. He patted the little girl on the back and motioned for her to go to dinner.
The little girl laughed and ran to the living room to sit down, where two steaming bowls of rice were already arranged. She just sat and didn't move her chopsticks.
The man hadn't left yet, and he cleaned up Liu Sanqian's bed. Suddenly, I was attracted by the diary on the table.
He picked up Liu Sanqian's diary and spied on his daughter's little secret.
The man glanced at ten lines, with a smile on his lips, and flipped through several pages at random. When he saw the latest few diaries, his smile suddenly disappeared and his brow furrowed.
Liu Sanqian looked in the direction where his gaze stayed, and saw that after "it hates Dad", there was still a sentence. Because she was blocked by the girl's arm just now, she missed the sentence, "It's going to kill Daddy!"
Chilled, Liu Sanqian instantly had goosebumps on his body.
The man didn't move for a long time, as if he was also frightened by these words.
"Daddy?" the little girl urged loudly when she saw that the man had not gone out for a long time.
The man's body paused for a moment, and when he came back to his senses, he gently put the diary back to its original place, looked at the doll at the head of the bed, and replied to his daughter, "Three thousand, you eat first!"
The rabbit doll still had a strange smile on his face, and the two men looked at each other strangely. The man's gaze was bottomless, but worried.
The man looked at it for a while and left.
The doll smiled slyly, and the red light revealed smugness.
Liu Sanqian followed the man to the entrance, only to see him dial a number and say to the person on the other end of the phone: "Hey, it's me." I feel that Sanqian is entangled in something, and the situation is not good. Come quickly. ”