Bai Ye changed to sit in a comfortable position, and I had already recovered from illness.
"My grandfather was taken away overnight. He almost killed him when he rushed all the way. A long time later, he found the stockade again, but it was devastated and no one lived. The gray tiled house in the middle of the stockade was still there, dilapidated. The iron lock hung on the door, it was dusty, and my grandfather didn't open it then."
He glanced at me, "People will change. Maybe one thing is important to you now, but when it is in front of your eyes many years later, you suddenly find that you are too lazy to spend energy on it, even if Just open a lock."
He patted me again, "Thinking too much, exhausted, running long distances, mentally exhausted and physically weak, this is the reason why you have a fever."
"Don't think too much, this matter may not be worth mentioning in a long time." He said.
He cared about me. I sat on the edge of the bed and looked at him, "I don't have the heart to think about what will happen in the future, I am more concerned about what I am now."
"Okay..." He shrugged, "I just said... My grandfather's thing, it's hard to tell whether it's true or false. Who knows if he made it up to deceive the children. Maybe it was made up of the Meng Qisheng thing , Just tease you."
I squinted at him, "Why is he making fun of me? Does it make sense? Or is it that I strayed into some reality show?"
"Well, it doesn't matter if he will live forever. If you are far away, go to the restaurant and have a meal. I will please! It will be done?"
The idiot dragged me up from the fuck and threw the coat to me, "I told you that I killed a bully yesterday, hey! It's like a dignified prescription."
The hobby of an idiot is to make girlfriends, and a hobby is to cheat.
I went out to the restaurant with him. After so many days, I finally had a good meal. The two of them ate like polio.
It was three or four o'clock in the afternoon when I returned to Yuanshan Garden, and I felt much better. Bai Ye said that I should take good care of myself these days.
Going through the overgrown garden and up the steps, I remembered what Meng Qisheng said, things are in the building.
What is in the building, is it Yueyang Tower or Crane Tower... The White Fourth Floor? Uh, what's all this and what.
When I entered the house, I found a footprint on the door. Bai Ye really broke through the door. Can I afford it if I kick it badly
In the room, he took out the stack of papers again.
Part of it is the Secret Investigation Bureau's research plan on wet floods. There should be many similar studies by the Secret Investigation Bureau, and the wet flood research plan is just one of them.
The other part is my grandfather's diary, pen and block letters, in traditional Chinese.
I haven't seen my grandpa's words, so I can't compare them.
Perhaps, what Bai Ye said is also possible, these materials are forged.
Who can be so boring
In fact, there is still a way to verify, as long as you can find my grandpa's handwriting, just compare it.
I do not have it here, but I don’t know if I have it at home.
Just do it, I immediately called my brother.
My brother Ningshan, who is more than 20 years older than me, has always raised me as a son.
The phone went through soon.
"Say, here's a meeting." An impatient voice came from the other end.
"Brother, it's okay..." I said.
"Quickly."
This means I want to let go of the fart.
"Tsk, right? The old man is at home." My dad is now in his 70s and has always raised me as a grandson.
"The starling at home killed him yesterday. I'm probably going to the flower and bird market right now."
"Ah, why was it so idle to catch a bird and killed it." I held the phone and laughed quack.
"Who knows, let's just do it, wait for you for a long time, don't let it go, call me later and eat some sweet potatoes and soy beans!"
Toot toot.
I:"… "
I'm used to it. Since I was young, the most exchanges between me and him have been loss and loss. After more than 20 years, if there is a loss of the world, I must be at the level of the undefeated in the East.
Ding dong.
The phone that I just put down rang again, and a message came.
It was sent by my brother. He said he bought a car and gave me a birthday present.
I'm overjoyed. From now on, no, I will be a man with a car and a house in Ningchuan soon!
After a while, my brother will give me another girlfriend, and it will be complete!
I packed my things and booked a ticket. I plan to go back to Beijing in a few days to see the old man and Ningshan. By the way, I will take a look at the first car in my life.
Check again to see if there is any handwriting left by my grandfather, compare it with that diary, and see if it is true.
However, speaking of it, does my family know that my grandfather is a researcher of the Secret Investigation Bureau? My brother may not know it, but the old man must know this. Just ask after you go back.
After taking a shower, I found out the driver's license and lingered for a while, remembering that my small villa also has a private underground garage.
I haven't been in after living here for so long, hey, let's check it out.
The garage is very large, and the developer’s original idea may be that such a large villa is affordable, and there must be a lot of luxury cars to fill the garage.
I don't want its owner to be me. It has been empty for so many years. If it can talk, I am afraid it will cry.
It was the afternoon when the sun was just right.
I pushed up the rolling shutter of the underground garage, which stirred up a cloud of dust.
Standing outside, waiting for Hui to rest, then walked in and looked at this underground space for the first time.
Total darkness.
The lights in the garage should be voice-activated. I howled twice, the echo turned on, and no lights came on. It is probably broken.
I stood at the intersection of sunlight and darkness, thought about it, and walked in.
Just as I couldn't help being curious about the secret investigation bureau and my grandfather's affairs, I was also curious about this underground space.
When it did not appear in my vision, I was not interested in him yet, but when I noticed this strange area in the corner of my life, I couldn't help but understand it.
Even if it's just an underground garage with a broken sound control light.
I turned on my phone and fumbled along the side wall of the garage, maybe the switch is nearby.
I didn't find the switch. The walls of the garage were rough. I can imagine that it was just a rough piece.
The ground is also a rough concrete floor, and when I walked up, it made a rustle. The air is filled with the smell of concrete from the construction site, which has not dispersed after so many years.
This is my first time here.
I fumbled and walked a few steps forward, what am I doing? Just take a walk, take it out and show it off and say, I’m taking a walk in my underground garage, and I’ll walk three kilometers without turning back.
I don't know if it is the lighting design or the reason. The outside light does not shine through the opened rolling shutter, but the dim light source reveals an unreality.
It's so exciting.
I pressed off the phone, left the wall, and walked deeper.
A person who grew up alone is often interested in inexplicable things. Just like now, one person is walking in the dark underground garage.
At first it was just to pass a little time, and then it became a hobby. I didn't walk along the wall, but walked in the dark by feeling, groping forward with my right hand to prevent hitting the debris in the dark.
There is nothing, there seems to be nothing in front of me.
Why hasn't it reached the end
If it were not for the light source at the gate to be farther and farther away from me, I would think I was spinning in place.
Why is this garage so deep? Is it left for me to stop the subway
Maybe suddenly a train drove out of the darkness, and then rolled over me.
I keep going.
The reason for coming in at first was to pass the time, but now, I want to know how deep this underground garage is.
There is still nothingness and darkness in front of me, and I have been in such an environment for a long time, as if I have lost my eyes. Think of the kind of underground garage on the TV where countless lights are on when you snap your fingers, fart, unless I snap my fingers and hit my fingers, I will start to burn, burn myself, and illuminate the world.
The rolling shutter was far away from me, and when I looked back, there was only a halo surrounded by darkness. The sand on the ground was driven by my footsteps, making a rustling sound with the ground. The sound of your own breathing sounded in your ears. In this case, people will find that their breathing is actually very big.
The footsteps sounded monotonously, and time passed slowly.
I don't know when to get up, but the light source behind the rolling shutter disappeared.
I looked around, and there was constant darkness all around, as if someone had closed the rolling shutter.
There is another possibility that there is something in the area between me and the door that blocks the light from entering my eyes.
The door was always behind me to the right, and as I kept moving forward, the trajectory of the line between me and the door slowly changed.
When our connection finally passed through something in the dark, my connection with the door was severed.
What should I do now.
Without the pointing effect of the light source, I might get lost in this darkness.
It stands to reason that I should return to the original road until I and the light source of the door reappear in my sight.
But who can guarantee that I can return the same way
Without guidance, it is difficult for a person to move forward in a straight line in the dark.
It's quite exciting to say, an idea arises irresistibly.
Keep going.
Sometimes when an idea arises, it cannot be extinguished, knowing that it is not the best choice.
When I was young, I often figured out what it was, but I didn't think it would still be like this when I grew up. The old man at home said that to me.
Not looking for a job after graduation, playing around under the banner of a freelance writer is also the result of a whim.
Deeper, it still hasn't reached the end.
Obviously, this underground garage has penetrated into the mountain behind the villa. The villa I live in is at the very edge of the Yuanshan Garden, with the mountain behind.
The developers in the city haven't developed it here yet, and the nearby mountains have been well preserved. There is definitely more than an underground garage.
"Something, in the building."
Suddenly, I remembered what my grandfather wanted Meng Qisheng to tell me.
Something in the building.
Does it mean this villa
No, my grandfather died long ago when the Yuanshan Garden project was completed. How could he leave something in a building that didn't exist at the time
Suddenly, I felt something was wrong.
I don't know when my footsteps began to echo. If I howled in this open underground space, there would indeed be echoes. But my footsteps are not loud. If there is an echo, unless I am in a very small space now.
I changed directions, and sure enough, I hit the wall without taking two steps. Changed another direction, and soon it came to an end.
In other words, I didn't know when, I walked into a corridor without knowing it. (End of this chapter)