Chapter 110 Two sides
Xiaojia Town, villa.
Everyone followed Wu Shenxing's instructions and arrived in the living room.
Everyone frowned and thought about the way to live.
So people were moved by Bai Feiyu's guess because this train really likes to give some misleading information. It is very possible for people like Bai Feiyu to jump out of the current framework. But Yan Xun always feels that even if everything is like Bai Feiyu said, clues of this world should not be ignored, such as diaries.
Until now, Yan Xun was unable to confirm why he had lost all his memories. When he woke up again, he had already arrived at the house of the Xiao sisters.
But he was sure of one thing, that is... the woman's head attached to him was not malicious.
Otherwise he would have died long ago.
Yan Xun glanced over there, and everyone was chatting enthusiastically and made various assumptions. He did not participate, but sat on the sofa and opened his diary again.
"Can I watch it together?" Qin Nianbing's voice sounded in front of Yan Xun.
Yan Xun looked up at her in surprise: "Ms. Qin is not involved in the discussion on life path?"
Qin Nianbing shook her head: "I believe in real evidence more than speculation."
This sentence made Yan Xun's eyes tremble. He subconsciously looked at Qin Nianbing, and the more he looked... the more he felt like she was alone.
Qin Nianbing frowned slightly. She didn't like this look, so she said straight: "Mr. Yan Xun, is there anything wrong with me?"
Only then did Yan Xun realize that he was reckless. He shook his head awkwardly and whispered: "No, it's me that I'm rude, it's because... the words that Miss Qin said just now, an old friend once said to me like this."
"Sorry, Miss Qin."
As he said that, Yan Xun opened his diary and placed it on the coffee table in front of the sofa.
Seeing that he was upright, Qin Nianbing didn't think too much and looked at the notebook.
“Today, my mom brought back a lot of things!
There are new clothes, new shoes, and all kinds of shiny accessories. She said that she would dress up my sister and I beautifully today!
I'm very happy!
My mother put on a new skirt, applied powder, and painted lipstick. Then, my mother told me that I can go out today!
Too many happy things happened today, but... it didn't take long before the woman came.
My good mood disappeared because of her arrival.
I hate her!
The look she looked at me was the same as the look she looked at money.
I really want to tell my mother that this woman with triangle eyes will leave our home.
But I know that it is impossible, as you can see from her mother's attitude after entering the house.
My mother was excited to greet her.
I wanted to go back to the bedroom and didn't want to see her again, but she stopped me first.
‘Today is your birthday. We have prepared a birthday party for you at the Maidshop. We must come tonight.’
Her sudden utterance surprised me because she almost never talked to me.
What's even more surprising is the content in her words.
Birthday party?
She actually prepared a birthday party for me?
I was ashamed of my unreasonable hatred of her.
No wonder my mother bought so many things today. It turns out... today is my birthday.
I actually forgot.
Then, she left, and before leaving, she said something to her mother and gave it to her in a pocket.
My mother carefully put her pocket into the bedroom drawer and told me that she was going out.
Mom left too.
I was locked at home alone again.
But for some reason, my heart was as itchy as a cat, and I always looked at my mother's bedroom unconsciously.
A voice told me to open the drawer and see what it was...
I endured it for a long time, but still couldn't hold it back.
I walked towards my mother's bedroom gently. Although I knew there was no one at home, I was still very guilty.
Is it this drawer?
I pulled it away.
There was a piece of paper inside, covered with dense black villains.
It's the kind of black villain with two heads again.
As I looked at it, I suddenly felt very disgusting.
When I picked up the paper, I found something else under the drawer.
A thick stack, it seems to be a photo?
I turned it over.
I was immediately shocked!
It's really a photo!
And... it's a photo of me and my sister.
What's going on?
I looked through one by one, and my sister and I were taken in photos every moment, when we were eating, watching TV, studying, changing clothes, and taking a shower...
Those photos made me feel goosebumps all over my body.
We don't have a little privacy…we've been living under surveillance.
The time for the photos has been going on, and it has been at least ten years since we were young until now.
I was desperate.
I looked up the latest photos...
I finally became desperate.
Why?
Why are the recent photos full of dead words...
Did it written by my mother?
Why did she write death on my sister and I’m…
Why……"
Yan Xun and Qin Nianbing finally finished reading the diary.
The two of them breathed a sigh of relief and felt unprecedented horror from this short diary.
That kind of horror does not come from evil spirits, but from humans.
Malicious intentions from humans.
"Combined with Duan Xu's phone call, the Xiao sisters should have gone to the Muzi Factory that night, and were tied up by the man and a woman, and burned to death in front of everyone."
"I thought the man and woman ran away just by cheating money. Now it seems that their ritual has lasted for at least ten years. The sisters have been under the supervision of the existence of holy objects, just to wait for a suitable time to offer sacrifices."
Yan Xun's voice was a little low.
He didn't understand why people had such terrifying malicious intentions towards their kind and did such terrible behaviors?
They make Yan Xun more creepy than ghosts.
At least...the evil and horror of ghosts are undisguised.
And no one knows what the other person's face will look like in the next second.
"Did you find it? This diary is recorded from the perspective of a sister. If her sister is on the same body as her, she will not be unable to see the diary written by her sister. Moreover, the narrative method of this diary is also very strange. It is not like a day, or a record after a period of time, but more like the whole description of the matter being fully described in the process of development. Don't you think it's very strange?" Qin Nianbing said with doubt.
Yan Xun also discovered this problem. He picked up the notebook and said: "Every diary has no clear time, nor has other events been described, just like... the person who wrote the diary is only awake at that time."
After Yan Xun said this, Qin Nianbing suddenly had a lit up: "Will these sisters have the same body, but their awake time is staggered every day? When the sister wakes up, the sister controls her body, and when the sister wakes up, the sister falls into a deep sleep again?"
"It's very likely." Yan Xun nodded, but then subconsciously frowned, "But, what's the point of this discovery?"
Chapter completed!