"I...I'm fine."
The sound of the wilderness sounds a bit weak.
Jiang Cheng responded, not knowing how to speak. Because Zhang Xiao's incident happened suddenly, he left without saying a word to the wilderness, and felt a little regretful.
It's not that Wilderness spoke first: "I'm sorry."
Jiang Cheng heard this strangely, but said: "It's not him who should apologize, he..."
"He will miss his appointment again tomorrow." Ye Ye interrupted Jiang Cheng and said.
When Jiang Cheng heard this, he felt much relieved. Before he could say anything, Ye Ye hurriedly said: "Because of some things, I'm afraid he won't be able to contact me in the future."
"What?" Jiang Cheng wanted to ask Cuo Fang about Liu Jingzhe, but of course he couldn't just let it go. He immediately asked, "What happened? Is there anything he can do to help?"
Ye Ye's words became more and more urgent as he said, "I'm so sorry! He must beg to hang up the phone!"
"Wait a minute!" Jiang Chenglian went to stop the wrong party and asked, "What happened to Liu Jingzhe?"
Ye Ye paused, but did not hang up the phone, and asked, "Am I worried about him?"
Jiang Cheng replied: "He is not his friend."
Wilderness seemed to let out a long sigh and said, "No, I hope someone knows about those things."
Jiang Cheng didn't know what the wrong party meant.
Wilderness continued: "Although I won't be able to contact you by phone later, he will tell me via email about those things and Liu Jingzhe."
The wrong party had already made concessions, so Jiang Cheng had no other choice but to compromise. Well, in this case, Guan Peng's work would be considered pornographic. It's good that he has stopped planning to do it a long time ago, so it doesn't have much psychological burden. Strangely enough, Guan Peng hasn't pushed himself anymore recently. Since the wrong side was in no hurry, Jiang Cheng didn't bother to pay attention anymore.
After repeatedly checking each other's email addresses with Ye Ye, the two finally ended the call.
This was also the last call between Jiangcheng and Weidi.
Early the next day, Jiang Cheng received the first email from Wilderness. For a long time after that, emails would continue to arrive from the wilderness. The appearance is bizarre, and even some of the sentences are not fluent. Jiang Cheng initially thought that this place was a story made up by himself. But it wasn't until one day when he saw something similar that he realized that it was all not true!
Contents of Edongfou’s email:
Hello Mr. Jiang, I'm sorry that I can't meet you. The reason is too complicated, and it seems a bit... unbelievable, but no... I'm really sorry!
(There are several empty red lines in the middle. It seems that the author consciously pressed the Enter key several times.)
He has always been hesitant, always feeling that what he has experienced cannot be known to outsiders. He knew whether all that was real, but if he told them, their first reaction would be to laugh at him as crazy.
He is not crazy! He has been sober and convinced of that ever since! Although he is beginning to feel the signs of a mental breakdown, he dares to assure me that he is not conscious now! Everything he asked to say was written when he was thinking clearly.
But if I also think that this is not a lunatic, then just treat it all as an illusory story. Perhaps, by preserving the truth in the form of stories, it might survive longer.
No, after some ideological struggle, he felt that it was necessary to tell the story to the world. Perhaps the bizarre and bizarre plot can serve as a warning to people. Swimmers, when all that happens to them, they can be saved. Of course, if he fails, nothing will happen...
I can't be wrong. He talked too much about irrelevant things. Maybe I felt tired and bored after seeing it. He thought about deleting that paragraph, but he couldn't help but rewrite it unconsciously. Let that paragraph serve as the beginning. Compared with the content of Jie Dong Lai, this paragraph may seem less boring.
He knew that I was concerned about the current situation of my friend Liu Jingzhe. Could he tell me that he was alive? No, he is alive, but please forgive me that he cannot describe the specific details like me now. Because, if I want to know everything that happened between Minghong and Liu Jingzhe, maybe he needs to start from the beginning.
That might waste some of my time, but believe him, everything is necessary.
His name... is no longer required, we just need to know that it is called Wilderness. He likes that name. After all, Naqiu is much better than those people who wrongly called him Qiu.
Old madman? Such a title can show their unreasonableness and ignorance. Back then, he didn't pay much attention to style and appearance, until he encountered that incident.
At that time, he had a lowercase leg, and his works were not famous, but the pen name Wilderness had always been with him. He had almost regarded it as his own name. Anyway, no one knows him in the real world. The original name, just let it be.
Wrong, that thing!
He has to focus!
Focus!
Focus!
The God of Return to Ruins! apostle!
Focus!
His thoughts were a little confused, so he might as well get to the point.
No, it happened ten years ago. At that time, he had just been rejected by a well-known magazine, which was already the ninth time. Although he didn't reply, he felt really tired at the time. So, he decided to go for a walk to relax his mind. On the other hand, he also hoped to get good inspiration from that trip. After thinking about it, it should be a good decision.
Please don't laugh at him. At that time, he had been staying at home all year round and had little travel experience, so the location of that hike was not far away, they just landed on a hill near the city.
That mountain is on the edge of Anxiang District. If you walk a little further, you can reach outside the city. He actually chose that place for a purpose. Because, ever since he could remember, he seemed to have never left that city. Whenever he wanted to go to the outside world, he was always unable to do so due to various reasons. As time went by, he gradually gave up that idea.
It was a low point in his life at that time. Anyway, he had nothing to lose, but it made him want to go outside again. Even if you can't leave, it's still good even if you can look out from the top of the mountain.
He made that decision at noon and set out at noon. He didn't even leave the car at that time, he just walked. After walking for about three or four hours, he finally arrived at the foot of the mountain. That was about the same time as he estimated. If he climbed the mountain now, he might be able to see the moonrise. Everything seemed to be going well.
When he reached the halfway point of the mountain, he realized whether he was too optimistic. Soon after seeing the sunset, the first thing that greeted him was a violent storm. This was not an unexpected situation at all. Of course, it was also his fault for not being adequately prepared in advance.
At that time, he didn't have enough time to reflect. The first question was whether he could find a place to take shelter from the rain.
He looked around for a place to take shelter from the rain, and found that it had gotten dark early. Amidst the rolling dark clouds, a bolt of lightning pierced the darkness. At that moment, he seemed to see the sky change color.
Red, as bright as blood. He doubted whether it was his illusion or not. He could faintly smell the fishy smell of liquid bean. It looks like blood, and it looks like the fishy smell coming from the deep sea. He had never left there, let alone been to the beach, but he had such thoughts in his mind, and he seemed extremely convinced of the fishy smell that was a mixture of blood and sea.
At that time, he didn't have much... ;; #￥￥... %;;* (Wildness suddenly wrote a bunch of garbled characters), so he didn't take it to heart. What he was focusing on at that time was a narrow path between trees not far away.
He guessed that there would be people walking around there often, and maybe he could find shelter from the rain along the path. When he got into it, he suddenly felt that the rain had become lighter. But no, he was completely soaked and felt very cold even if a breeze blew. He continued to walk forward, and following the path, he found a cave ahead.
At that time, he would not consider whether there were any ferocious beasts in the cave. At this time, he could no longer bear the cold and thought that even if he was eaten by a beast, it would be better than freezing to death. Without any hesitation, he quickly walked into the cave.
The cave was unusually open, and he could straighten up and take a sip. After taking only a few steps, he saw a faint light, like fire, at the end of the cave.
Someone!
He choked in joy and greeted loudly, hoping that his partner would not refuse him to take shelter from the rain again. There was his hollow echo in the cave, and there was no response from the other side of the fire. Curious, he walked toward the fire.
There was an open space in front, a fire burning quietly, and a thin man walking cross-legged there. His eyes were closed tightly and his body was motionless. He didn't know whether he was dead or asleep.