Chapter 258 Past Diary

On September 1992, 9, I seemed to hear His voice again. Was He still unwilling to let me go?

On September 1992, 9, it got worse. His voice became louder and closer at night, but my wife was still sleeping and she was pregnant. I couldn’t go crazy at this time and disturb her rest.

On September 1992, 9, I couldn't sleep, I really couldn't sleep, I used work as an excuse to keep the lights on in the study all night, and my wife fell asleep in the next room. I found that the quality of sleep for pregnant women is very good, because I can't help it She didn't wake up all night when she slammed her head against the wall to dispel the voice of the toad in her head.

On September 1992, 9, I couldn't sleep at night for the past few days, and I seemed to have a mental problem. I always felt that the things on the ground by the roadside were some kind of toads and frogs, but I looked closely and found that they were not.

On September 1992, 9, I was in a coma for several days, and the doctor said I was overworked and exhausted.The boss of the newspaper office felt very sorry for me when he heard about my incident. The members of our newspaper office did not talk about the class of the boss’s employees in private, and the relationship was very close. After the boss’s wife found out about my family situation, she took special care of me Wife for a few days.After I woke up, my boss decided to give me a month-long vacation to let me have a good rest.I wanted to say no, but I didn't know how to explain it, because it wasn't his fault.

On September 1992, 9, I was discharged from the hospital. I lied that I was nervous and couldn’t fall asleep. The hospital gave me sleeping pills. Running in the burrows of moss and unknown spore plants, the touch of the soles of my feet made me feel like the ground was alive, as if I was stepping on the slimy body surface of toads and frogs. The giant toad frog in the movie chased me madly.

On October 1992, 10, I seemed to have developed resistance to sleeping pills. I woke up in the middle of the night, and the dream and reality seemed to switch seamlessly, because the calls of toads and frogs never stopped in my ears.

On October 1992, 10, I probably went crazy and tried to find the source of the sound.When my wife was sleeping soundly, I took a kitchen knife and searched around the house. It seemed to be everywhere, but there was nothing there. It seemed that the sound was on the bed again?
On October 1992, 10, at my strong request, my wife returned to her natal home.I asked my wife to stay at her mother's house to rest well during the period of childbirth. Because of this, my always gentle wife almost had a big fight with me. I know she is very worried about me, but why am I not worried about her?Looking for the sound last night, I actually chased the sound and climbed onto the bed. I almost raised a kitchen knife and cut open my wife's stomach. I went crazy thinking that the sound came from my wife's stomach.

On October 1992, 10, I missed the days when my wife was around, and I have to admit that my cooking skills are really bad enough.Because of my wife's absence, I gradually became bold enough to go out in the middle of the night to search for sound. I went to the street and lay down, stuck my head into the dark and smelly ditch, stepped into the flower bed wearing slippers, and pushed aside every leaf. I will see His existence somewhere in the exploration, but I lose my mind and seem to be obsessed with the road of exploration.I hope the neighbors in the neighborhood don't see it, otherwise my wife and I will probably have to move.

On October 1992, 10, there was a big fog last night, but I did not give up the plan to find the sound.But not long after I went out, I met a robber. He was standing in the fog, and the flashlight photographed his burly and flat-headed figure a little strangely.I almost forgot that it was not my peaceful age, so I turned around and ran without hesitation, running desperately, but the man who didn't know what he looked like was also chasing desperately.I finally ran home and avoided the danger. I thought about it afterwards, and the footsteps of the robber seemed a little strange.When the fog cleared during the day, I bit the bullet and revisited the old place, but I was almost scared to death by the things in the woods.I found that after my footprints in the woods, there was always a strange forefoot footprint, and those footprints were still webbed. This made me frightened to think, is it actually a frog with a humanoid body that chased me last night? ! ?
On November 1992, 11, after being chased by man-frogs, I temporarily gave up the dangerous behavior of chasing sounds, and I gradually realized that although those sounds are annoying enough, they are not unbearable, and as long as I If I don't take the initiative to pursue the sound, that human frog... the source of that sound will not actively harm myself. For the sake of my wife and future children, I decided to suppress my crazy side.

1992...

Fang Mu flipped through the diary quickly, and the following diaries seemed extremely ordinary, but he still read the depressed emotions of the diary owner from between the lines.Hidden behind this ordinary life is a lunatic whose writing mood is getting more and more excited.

These diaries, which recorded ordinary life, lasted until February 1995. Afterwards, the owner of the diary over-repressed and concealed his inner behavior, which still caused a bad influence on him.

On February 1995, 2, my wife woke me up last night. When I woke up, I found that I was standing on the balcony. My wife was holding me, and my three-year-old son, Jianhua, was crying and hugging me. One of my thighs...I actually sleepwalked!My wife was crying very sadly, and I kept comforting her until Jianhua fell asleep in his wife's arms.My wife couldn't bear it anymore and asked me what was wrong.I didn't hide it this time either, and told her the pain I was enduring, and a monster like a giant toad kept appearing beside me.

On February 1995, 2, although it was unbelievable, and my wife did not fully believe what I said, she still chose to accept my words and let me not have to restrain my emotions anymore, hoping that I could face my fears and problems directly.However, I dare not tell her that the ending is doomed, and my heart is no longer willing to wade into this muddy water, after all, the time I can spend with them is running out.

On February 1995, 2, my wife's firm and encouraging eyes made me determined to go back to the original point and find out the truth of everything.First of all, I have to go back to southern Guangxi and meet the head of the Mo clan there again.

On February 1995th, 2, I had been preparing for the trip for a few days, and I was finally leaving today. I was writing a diary on the train, and I thought of my wife’s advice before I left: “The first time you went there, you were alone. Be careful with everything." I told her I'd be fine because I knew I wasn't dying yet.

On February 1995, 2, there was no cheap and popular developed means of transportation. I bumped on the road for a day and a night on a sleeper bus before finally arriving at my destination. Damn, my feet upstairs really stink!After getting out of the car, I took a three-wheeled motorcycle and came to a small town under the county seat for a temporary stay. I found a hotel close to the station to check in. At the front desk of the hotel, I saw a shrine where a local animal god was placed. , it was a frog standing against a wall, with mysterious and bright patterns painted on its back.

(End of this chapter)

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