"It's fate that I was picked up by you here. When I get back, I can post it online and maybe I can find the owner of the diary." Sang Zhan said.

Lin Qing smiled and nodded. Although she didn't talk much, her mood seemed much better than during the day.

Night slowly fell, and as expected, the wind began to pick up. The sky around the snow-capped mountains was turbulent, and the clouds were rapidly changing their appearance as the wind blew.

Countless stars broke out of the night, and the stars in the sky shone brightly, densely embedded in the dark night, like silver beads. Shocked by this beautiful and spectacular scene, Zhou Zijun and Zhao Xiaoxue quickly took out their equipment and recorded

A beautiful scene before my eyes.

Feng Jun and Dai Wangshu sat drinking wine and humming a ditty happily. The six of them sat around the campfire and ate dinner while enjoying the beautiful scenery. The atmosphere was very harmonious.

Not long after, the temperature became lower and lower as the black shroud. The little excitement everyone had before gradually dropped with the coldness of the night. Feng Jungen and Dai Wangshu drank a lot of wine, plus driving for a day

After getting out of the car, they returned to the tent to rest early. Not long after, Zhou Zijun and Zhao Xiaoxue also felt sleepy.

After greeting Sang Zhan and Lin Qing, Zhou Zijun and Zhao Xiaoxue also returned to their tents respectively.

The starry sky near the snow-capped mountains is exceptionally clear, and the distant stars shine like tiny tears. The moisture of the night permeates the air, and a sentimental and ambiguous atmosphere gradually spreads.

Sang Zhan glanced at Lin Qing. The bonfire mark illuminated her beautiful profile, and her gentle outline reminded him of the surprise he felt when he first saw her when he was in school.

Under the influence of alcohol, he approached Lin Qing and put the blanket on the shoulders of Lin Qing, who was hugging her knees and admiring the night sky.

"Thank you." Lin Qing gathered the blanket and smiled at him. She probably drank too much. The moment their eyes met, Sang Zhan felt his heartbeat speed up a lot.

He couldn't help but hold Lin Qing's hand and murmured: "Lin Qing, I have something to tell you. In fact, this whole time..."

"Let's talk about it tomorrow. It's getting late. I want to go back and rest." Unexpectedly, Lin Qing suddenly interrupted him.

Seeing the other party slowly withdrawing his hand, Sang Zhan realized that he had exceeded the rules just now: "Well, you must be tired after running around all day. Good night."

"Good night." Lin Qing stood up and walked back to the tent holding her diary.

Sang Zhan sat alone by the campfire, grabbed the wine and drank a few more sips. Looking at the tent with lights on not far away, thinking of Lin Qing's decisiveness in rejecting him just now, he smiled lonely: It turns out that from beginning to end, the other party still didn't

Let go of Anan...

It was late at night, and the bonfire outside was still burning. Sang Zhan returned to his tent after drinking alone for a while.

In the tent, Lin Qing got into her sleeping bag, but she didn't feel sleepy at all. Although her relatives and friends had advised her countless times over the years, Anan was already dead. But for some reason, Lin Qing just couldn't accept this.

.

It's not that Lin Qing doesn't know what Sang Zhan thinks about her. Over the years, Sang Zhan has been by her side, and he never left her when she was most disappointed and sad.

Sang Zhan is indeed a good person. She has also tried to persuade herself to accept him, but whenever she has a little thought, she will immediately think of Anan. For some reason, Lin Qing has always felt that Anan is by her side in the past three years.

In fact, it has never left me.

When she closed her eyes every night, the scene on the day Anan set out would always appear in her mind. Before leaving, he gently kissed her forehead and told herself that he would be back soon.

This time he took the initiative to come to the Snow Mountain. In the eyes of outsiders, they thought Lin Qing wanted to say goodbye to the past.

But in fact, Lin Qing vaguely felt a mysterious force calling her in her heart. Lin Qing felt that this was Anan waiting for her. So, she came.

After tossing and turning for a long time, Lin Qing got out of her sleeping bag and turned on the night light on the bedside. At this moment, her eyes fell on the worn diary beside her pillow.

We were in the mountains, and our mobile phones had no signal for a long time, and we couldn't connect to the Internet. After struggling for a few seconds, Lin Qing took the diary over. The diary looked to be quite old, and the title page and the first few pages had long been covered in black.

It was stained with stains and could not read the words clearly. Therefore, I did not know the name of the owner of the diary.

After opening it, Lin Qing flipped through the contents and realized that the entire diary was written with a pen. The handwriting inside was neat and elegant, and the font was neutral, making it difficult to identify the gender of the owner.

In this era, few people insist on writing diaries with pens. Looking at the dense words on it, out of curiosity, Lin Qing decided to look through the contents recorded in it to pass the time.

But soon, she discovered that this diary was also unusually weird.

The content of general diaries comes from people's observations of life. Most of what is written in them is what people have done, seen, or thought about in a day.

But what is presented in this diary is completely like a narrative novel in the third person.

Without exception, the novel seems very plain and boring at first, even a bit of a running account, it just records the daily life of the protagonist.

But as the plot progressed, the content became more and more bizarre, and various strange events began to happen around the protagonist, and some people even died mysteriously. In the end, the protagonist's spirit gradually collapsed, and the story came to an abrupt end before the ending was reached.

The further he looked back, the more creepy Lin Qing felt.

The diary involves a large number of names. The protagonists of each story are male or female, with different identities and occupations. Everything they encountered is written in very detail in the diary. Although I don’t know who the author is, the descriptions in it are extremely close.

Daily life, aside from those incredible events, is completely like what really happened.

Although she subconsciously resisted continuing to read, for some reason, as if attracted by a magical power, Lin Qing never stopped turning the pages after reading each story.

These stories spanned a long time span, and before she knew it, she had read the last one. The story took place in 2010, which was last year.

The protagonists of this story are a couple. During a mountaineering trip, they entered the forest at the foot of the mountain and planned to camp in the forest. As a result, in the evening of that day, the wife planned to go to the forest to collect some firewood, but accidentally saw a

An old woman with a staggering gait and a terrifying appearance was limping in and out of the deep forest, dragging a heavy-looking sack.

The old woman looked as if she hadn't taken a shower in more than ten years, and her disheveled hair had long become strands. There was no nose on her face, only two black holes; her eyes looked as if they had been shot out with a shotgun.

, deeply sunken into it.

The old woman kept making strange laughter, and the black and yellow teeth in her mouth were extremely sharp, which made the wife tremble with fear.

How could such a weird person appear in the deep mountains? Out of fear, the wife hid behind the bushes. She saw the old woman stop and drop the sack on the ground. Immediately, the old woman held a rusty

The hatchet kept chopping the sacks.

A large amount of dark black blood oozed out of the bag, and a lot of blood even splashed on her body. While chopping, the old woman laughed excitedly. Unintentionally, the wife discovered that the damaged sack had

A bloody arm.

What’s in the bag is actually a human being!

The wife was so frightened that she screamed loudly and ran back to the camp to look for her husband. She wanted to leave the forest and call the police for help. But when she came back, she found that the tent was empty and her husband had disappeared for some reason.

The shocked wife wanted to call the outside world for help, but found that the mobile phone had no signal. Just as she called her husband's name, there was another rustling sound in the forest.

The wife thought it was her husband who had come back, but no matter how she tried, there was no response. She bravely stepped forward, only to find that what appeared in the grass was the bloody sack. What was even more terrifying was that at this moment,

Only then did the wife realize that the exposed arm and the wrist were wearing the mechanical watch she had given to her husband!
Chapter completed!