Dongfang Mo calmed down his excitement for a while, and then slowly looked down. Because the words were written with the juice of some kind of plant, some of them were blurred and needed careful identification.

On October 10, the weather was heavy and foggy

My cousin has been away for a week, and I don’t know if he has returned to Binhai smoothly, and I don’t know if my Ah Mo has returned from the United States to take over the Eastern Group.

This week, I slipped down from the wooden house with my broken leg every day, and then crawled to the beach with my hands. I crawled around the beach all day long. I want to see if Ah Xiong will emerge from the water.

I was very sad when Ah Xiong died, but there was nothing I could do. I wanted to build a tomb for him on this isolated island, but I couldn't even find his body.

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June 11, the weather is fine

It was very cold today, I hid in the wooden house and dared not go out, the broken leg could no longer exert any strength, and the worst thing was that my other leg was bitten by a poisonous snake yesterday.

My cousin has been away for more than a month, and he still hasn't come. I gradually began to feel disappointed. He hasn't been here for so long. Could it be that he didn't go back to Binhai at all?It is possible that he would have died on the high seas.

If the cousins ​​are all dead, what will the Dongfang Group look like now?Brother Liu is honest but limited in ability, and Ah Mei is a womanizer, not to mention that she has never cared about the affairs of the group.

And mine, Mo, who is studying in the United States, do you know the news of our accident?Have you rushed back to Marina?

December 12th, the weather is cloudy

I haven't gone down the tree for a week, and my leg bitten by a poisonous snake is swollen, and my whole body is swollen. I have picked and eaten all the leaves around the wooden house, and smeared the juice on the snake bitten place , but it has no effect at all, and the shadow of his cousin Dongfang Yingwu still hasn't appeared.

December 12th, the weather is cloudy

My cousin still didn't come, and I started to feel parched, but I picked all the leaves outside the wooden house, and now I can't even drink the dew.

When Dongfang Mo saw this, tears rolled down his eyes. His mother, on that isolated island, lived such a miserable life in her last days. One leg was broken and the other was bitten by a poisonous snake.

And the damn Dongfang Yingwu didn't tell him that his mother was still alive, and actually told him a big lie, just to swallow up the huge fortune of the Dongfang family.

The words below are no longer written with plant juice, but with blood. Obviously, my mother has no ability to pick any plants.

June 12, the weather is fine

I feel like I'm dying, my whole body is so soft that I have no strength, and my blood is about to flow dry. At this moment, I no longer have the extravagant hope that my cousin Dongfang Yingwu can bring Ah Mo to save me alive, I just hope My Ah Mo can be smarter, he can discover the changes in the Eastern Group and can rush back.

December 12, the weather is foggy

Last night I dreamed about Ah Mo. He went back to Binhai from the United States. His cousin Dongfang Yingwu took out the money and gave it to him. He paid the wages of the workers. The situation in the Dongfang Group has stabilized. I am very happy. Although it's just a dream.

When Dongfang Mo saw this, he clenched his hands into fists, and the veins on the back of his hands were violent. This was the diary written by his mother the day before. What she said was not a dream, it was clearly a hallucination before she died.

My mother died on December 1997, 12. Before she died, she did not write anything in the diary, but only wrote his and Ah Yu's names. She must have left with their brothers' names in mind.

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