Chapter 55 – Past Events of the Lost Village VII

This is a dim yellow room, with many books on the bookshelves in the corner, some even stacked on the ground.

Under the table lay a pile of papers with red annotations that stood out.

The decoration style is very similar to that of the early 21st century. Even the suddenly ringing telephone ring is exactly the same as what Ruan Qiao saw in TV dramas in those years.

“Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding——”

The hustle of the ring broke the silence of the night.

She felt herself rubbing her eyes, then she stood up, walked out of the room and into the living room.

The furniture is very old, with various banners and awards hanging on the walls, as well as many large group photos.

“Wei?”

She picked up the phone.

“Teacher Ruan, you must help us!” There was a middle-aged woman’s voice echoing over the phone, extremely trembling, with a crying voice. “We really have no choice. It’s already been half a month now, and I can’t imagine what will happen.”

She heard herself comforting the other, “Chen Yue Mama, don’t worry, the police will find him.”

“It’s all my fault! It’s all my fault, I shouldn’t have scolded him, I didn’t take good care of him. However, I’m really afraid, there’s been no news over there for half a month.” The voice on the phone begged, “I’m at your door right now, Teacher Ruan, can you speak to me?”

She sighed, agreed, hung up the phone, walked through the living room and opened the door.

The woman standing at the door had sallow skin and a black and blue fundus, making the whole person look like she had lost her soul. Tears were still hanging on her face, while she was holding a pile of paper in her hands.

“Come in.”

The two entered the living room, and the woman placed the paper on the table in the living room.

“Teacher Ruan, this is a diary left by Xiao Yue. He said that you care about him the most and have helped him the most. I think if you can find him, maybe he will be willing to go home.” The woman anxiously said, “I also have no way except to find you. He must have been hiding from us. Before he left, he said a lot and wanted to cut off contact with this family.”

She took out a thick envelope and said, ‘This is all the savings of our family. I know it’s unreasonable to ask you in this way, but we only have one son, please! Help us find him!'”

Seeing Ruan Qiao’s face somewhat loosen, the woman continued to open the information on the table and said, “Teacher Ruan, you don’t have to be afraid. If it weren’t for the fear that we would stimulate him by looking for the child, we would have gone long ago. The place where he disappeared had many people missing, and this is the information of those who are looking for their own children and relatives.”

“We have already contacted them. As long as you go directly and call this number, you can find them at that time. Xiao Yue may not continue to hide after seeing you go.”

Ruan Qiao’s gaze fell on the wall, a group photo of her with a 14-year-old boy.

The two people in the photo both laughed happily, and the young man was very thin, holding a trophy, his face full of pride.

“Take the money back, the person, I’ll help you find it.”

She heard herself say so.

……

[This is a remote mountain village.]