Compared with the first diary I discovered, the content on June 4 is the same.

In other words, this thing is certainly happening.

I took out a cigarette and put it on the corner of my mouth to light it and lit it. I took a sip of smoke and let Jiang Bing continue reading.

June 5th, sunny.

The principal said that An Ninghui has deep autism and often talks nonsense.

I originally thought An Ninghui was just talking nonsense, but I didn't expect him to do something extraordinary.

Today, An Ninghui secretly ran to the classroom on the fourth floor alone during class...

The principal said that no one is allowed to approach that classroom! Including, the fourth floor.

An Ninghui's actions angered the principal. The principal called me into the office. When facing the principal, I felt panic again. This situation lasted for two years, and I don't know why I felt this way when facing the principal.

This feeling is like a child being taught a lesson by a teacher when he is naughty.

When I first saw An Ninghui, I felt a sense of intimacy and instinctively wanted to protect the child behind me. The principal seemed to be helpless with the child, so he could only warn me to let me take good care of the child.

...

The reason why Yang Ziping was helpless to An Ninghui was because he had already known that An Ninghui, a child, suffered from deep autism, and often said that there were many elder brothers and sisters in the classroom of Class 61 on the fourth floor.

This kind of thing happened more than once, so Yang Ziping was both angry and helpless about An Ninghui.

But Xu Yingshan didn't know all this at that time.

Jiang Bing paused for a moment and continued to recite.

June 25, yin.

I thought An Ninghui would abide by the school's regulations after the last lesson, but I found that I was still wrong.

The weather today is like my mood, without any sunshine.

The principal called me into the office and pointed at An Ninghui who was trembling in the corner. At that moment, my heart felt as if it was pricked by countless needles, and it was extremely painful.

I felt inexplicably intimate when I saw An Ninghui at first sight. Now I can’t help but feel heartbroken when I see An Ninghui becoming like this.

The principal left no room for accusing An Ninghui in front of me. It was at this time that I realized that An Ninghui once again secretly ran to the classroom on the fourth floor.

In comparison, he was even more excessive this time. He actually smashed the locked classroom door on the fourth floor with a hammer.

Facing this principal who made me feel panicked and uneasy, I had no choice but to see the weak and pitiful An Ninghui, I had a lot of courage.

I pleaded with the principal for An Ninghui and told the principal not to fire An Ninghui.

The principal couldn't help but pleaded with me and promised to give An Ninghui a chance, but he had to suspend An Ninghui for a few days first so that he could recover himself.

While waiting for An Ninghui's parents to pick him up, I comforted An Ninghui gently and asked him why he was knocking on the door of the classroom on the fourth floor.

An Ninghui replied to me that he saw the fire... endless fires, the big brothers and sisters in the classroom on the fourth floor, and the big brothers and sisters couldn't take it out... So, he wanted to smash the door of the classroom and rescue the big brothers and sisters.

An Ninghui's words didn't surprise me. What stunned me was... An Ninghui's parents.

...

"An Ninghui's parents? What's behind? What's written behind?" I looked at Jiang Bing with some confusion.

Jiang Bing frowned and shook his head and said, "There is nothing behind, but it can be seen that Xu Yingshan cried while writing these contents. There were many traces of tears that penetrated the paper, and it still exists until now."

"Crying? Why did Xu Yingshan cry?" Zhao Jiyou frowned and was extremely puzzled.

I blew the ash and rubbed my forehead with my hands, pondering without saying anything.

Jiang Bing took a sip of water and turned on the paper and continued to read.

June 28, sunny.

I'm here to find memories!

Looking for my lost memories!

I think...I've found half of it!

Their kind faces made me unforgettable. I wanted to lie in their arms again and enjoy the warm time again.

Even...even if it's just this moment.

June 29, yin.

I couldn't hide my excitement, and I secretly followed him and watched him go home.

I could feel my memory being slowly being recalled. He still likes to light a cigarette and clamp it between his fingers as before, but does not smoke it often. He likes to rub his hands constantly when walking.

But I know that nothing can be returned...

I can't go back to them, I can't have such unbridled love.

July 3, sunny.

An Ninghui returned to school again, and I could see them openly again! When I pulled An Ninghui over, I could feel the blood of a parent flowing between us!

I...I really want to break free from all kinds of constraints and shout at them loudly...My parents!!

...

Jiang Bing slowly put down her diary, and her expression became wonderful. Not only him, but also Zhao Jiyou and I were full of disbelief and dumbfounded.

An Ninghui’s parents...and Xu Yingshan’s parents!

But...but there is no reason for all this!

How could Xu Yingshan be An Ninghui's sister... An Ninghui's parents' daughter?

"You...you can't read it wrong, right?" Zhao Jiyou smashed his mouth and looked at Jiang Bing.

Jiang Bing took a deep breath and handed the diary to Zhao Jiyou. After Zhao Jiyou repeatedly confirmed it, the look of surprise on his face increased instead of retreating.

"I remember when we were investigating the murder of four teachers, we visited An Ninghui's parents. At that time, An Xushan and his wife once told us that they had a daughter named An...An..." I frowned and tried hard to recall what had happened before, but I didn't remember it.

"An Qianqian!"

At this moment, Jiang Bing said it lightly for me.

"Yes! It's An Qianqian!" I nodded and said, "At that time, we wondered why An Xushan and Liu Yufen were so old, while their son An Ninghui was so young. An Xushan replied that he once had a daughter named An Qianqian, but unfortunately... died in the fire ten years ago."

"If Xu Yingshan's diary is true, that is to say... An Qianqian is very likely Xu Yingshan!" Zhao Jiyou raised his head in surprise.

I frowned and didn't say anything, always feeling that there was something very incredible about it. How could An Qianqian be Xu Yingshan?

An Qianqian was obviously dead in the fire ten years ago!

Could it be... An Qianqian was not dead at all in the fire ten years ago?

If this is true, then I can understand why Gu Xiaoyun told me that the key points of the two cases are recorded in this notebook!

"Do you still remember when we were reading Xu Yingshan's diary, Xu Yingshan said at the beginning that she came to Anyong Village... to look for memories! And she also said such words, "The person who raises me is not my closest person, but the person who stays away from me may be my closest person." Jiang Bing took the notebook back and turned to the first page and read it carefully.

I thought for a while and said, "If Xu Yingshan really came to Anyong Village to find memories, it would be easy to see from her words that she knew that her current parents were not her biological parents. Then, since she knew, why should she come to find memories?"

"Unless it's...unless it's because she knows that her parents are not her parents, but she can't remember who her parents are!"

"That's right." Jiang Bing pursed her lips and said, "In the diary, Xu Yingshan also said that there seemed to be someone leading her to An Yong Village."

"This means that she has memories of EYong Village in her mind, so she came to EYong Village to find memories."

"Then I understand the things that come later." Zhao Jiyou rarely followed our thoughts, and he said calmly: "In the diary, Xu Yingshan said that when she first came to Anyong Village Primary School, she could know which direction she could close her eyes. She also said that when she saw An Ninghui for the first time, she felt particularly intimate. The reason why she felt intimate was because An Ninghui was her biological younger brother, but Xu Yingshan never remembered it.

It was not until... until Xu Yingshan saw An Ninghui's parents, her biological parents, that she thought of everything…”

"And." I shook my head and said with a smile: "Xu Yingshan didn't think of everything. She also said in her diary that she felt that her memory was half recalled, that is to say... half of it was not recalled. She only knew that her biological parents were An Xushan and Liu Yufen, but she didn't know what happened later."

"Yes, what happened next?"

Zhao Jiyou and I turned our heads to look at Jiang Bing at the same time.

Jiang Bing gave us a blank look and took the diary and read it again.

July 4th, sunny.

After all, I still don’t have the courage to take that step. I just want to figure out everything and then call them parents gently.

I don't know why I suddenly appeared in front of my current parents and became their daughter. I remember that my biological parents were them, not their current parents.

What exactly happened to this? What the hell is going on?

I don't know... I don't know...

Thinking hard, I can only think of clusters of endless flames.

July 10th, sunny.

An Ninghui is my younger brother, there is no doubt about this.

In the class, I could clearly feel my paranoia.

fortunately!

The rest of the children were still young and they didn't notice it.

Perhaps, this is the only compensation I can do.
To be continued...