Chapter 55: The black past recorded in the notebook (Part 2)
“Fuck, I can’t listen to this anymore. He keeps calling her “mom” and saying he’s in love with her. How the fuck can he do that? I’m getting goosebumps.” Master Xiao looked very irritated. After all, the content of this notebook is indeed a bit heavy for ordinary people.
Not to mention Xiao Chengqian, I also had a strange feeling in my heart. Chengqing and Chengxin were also a bit uncomfortable. In contrast, the girls didn’t have any special reactions. For many forbidden feelings, women are always more tolerant than men. This is a truth, because their hearts are more tender than men.
As for Hui Gen, he sees the world of love differently from us, and he is more compassionate.
“Actually, it’s not hard to understand. From the time Fu Yuan was a child, the word “mother” was completely destroyed. People labeled his mother a sinner, but how could a mother be a sinner to a person? That’s the warmest word. So, when he met someone he thought was perfect, he naturally subconsciously used her as a substitute for his mother to make up for the psychological loss. But at the same time, he was also a man, and it was only natural to fall in love with a perfect woman, so this kind of conflicting psychology appeared.” Cheng Zhen’s analysis was very logical. No wonder the introduction to the Xiangzi school is psychology.
But without having experienced the same thing, it is difficult for me to put myself in that psychological state. I can only say, “What is certain now is that the woman Fu Yuan met was the ghost Rakshasa, Ruoyue. You can continue reading.”
Ru Yue nodded and continued reading from the notebook. After a while, he had filled the pages with notes about him and the woman. Then, Fu Yuan’s notebook finally contained something else.
At that time, Fu Yuan was already considered a half-grown man. He didn’t get into college, but instead went to a local technical school. The school was very bad, and he could have gone to a better school, but he couldn’t bear to leave the woman, so he insisted on going to that school!
This decision made us sigh. Originally, going to a foreign land was a way to get rid of the ghost Rakshasa. Because of the existence of the Lake of a Thousand Ghosts, the ghost Rakshasa could not follow him that far, but… this may be life!
If Fu Yuan had really decided to leave, his life would have ended early. There were many ways for the ghost to kill him, and it would have been effortless!
The notebook is just a cold recorder, recording irreversible past events. It is useless for us to sigh.
The days at the technical school were unremarkable. After all, he had escaped from his old environment, and most of the people there were from other places. He had never heard of some things, and since he was no longer a child, no one was willing to bully the taciturn Fu Yuan. His life was still all about that woman.
But after he had been in the technical school for almost a year, on the day he turned 18, he received a phone call from his mother. Her tone was so frightened and panicked that she didn’t even wait for Fu Yuan to speak before saying to him, “Do you know a woman? Leave her quickly, she will kill you, son! She is not human, she is…”
Fu Yuan was confused at the time, and even wanted to hang up the phone. In his life, his mother was simply not comparable to that woman. He never imagined that his mother would slander that woman, and his hatred for his mother deepened.
But before Fu Yuan could hang up, his mother said she was on the phone, and the phone rang loudly, as if it had fallen to the ground or something. Then he heard a noisy voice on the phone, faintly hearing his mother shouting, “I’ll give you back whatever you want, don’t touch the child, he’s innocent.” Then it was hung up!
Fu Yuan didn’t call back. He didn’t care about his mother at all, who had brought him endless pain. He was even angry at the time, thinking that his hated mother was going to affect his life again, and that she couldn’t even tolerate the only bright spot in his life—that woman.
But that afternoon, he received another call from a stranger who said he was a policeman. He told him that his mother had died at home that afternoon, and the preliminary diagnosis was a heart attack or something.
In addition, he also brought some sad news to Fu Yuan, that his father had also died, because he had drunk too much and fell down the stairs, dying instantly. The police initially determined that he had gone out to call a doctor for his mother.
“There were many days in my life, but no one could have imagined that one day would be enough to change so many things. It was as if, after one day when I was a child, all my friends abandoned me, and on this day, my father and that woman died inexplicably. I went back to see them. My father seemed to have died unwillingly. When he was finally cremated, his eyes were not closed, and the expression on his face remained frozen in a panic and fear. Was he worried about the woman’s illness? He was worried about her until he died! It was as if he was drunk until the end. If he wasn’t drunk, why did he give up calling and opening the door to find someone? Maybe he wasn’t confused, but who would he call for help? We didn’t have any friends. As for that woman, I don’t want to say much about her. She wanted to interfere in my life until the end, and she wanted to slander the most important person in my life. Yes, I was still a little sad, but only a little. After all, even a dog that has lived together for a few years will have feelings, let alone a person? However, I am also a little happy. They are dead, and I am relieved. People always say that there is no retribution, but is this not retribution?” As the moon softly finished reading this passage, this was the different thing that appeared in Fu Yuan’s notebook.
Then she put the notebook down with a heavy heart and asked me, “Chengyi, what do you think?”
What can I say? I can only say that this is a tragedy. In the truth that I have restored, Fu Yuan’s parents could not have died so normally. It should have been the ghost Rakshasa who did it. In the end, Fu Yuan’s mother, out of a mother’s instinct, wanted to save her son, and his father should have seen something and instinctively wanted to run in panic, and then fell down the stairs. How did he fall in the end? The person is dead, and there is no need to explore.
The real tragedy is that his mother never got forgiveness from Fu Yuan until the end of her life. Instead, her love was misunderstood into a deeper misunderstanding. The most vicious thing about the ghost Rakshasa is not that it kills people, but that it plays with people’s hearts in this way. This is the most infuriating thing for me.
There is certainly something fishy about this. The fishy part is that Fu Yuan’s mother must have done something wrong. Although in those days, when the people were conservative, that kind of wrong thing would not be accepted by people, it would not be accepted to such an extent that it would even affect the life of a child. Something else must have happened in between, but Fu Yuan’s notepad never mentioned it from beginning to end.
I told everyone my judgment, and in return, there was a moment of silence. Ruoyue continued to read from the notebook.
After Fu Yuan’s parents died, the dates in the notebook jumped around a lot. It might be that a short entry was recorded only once in a long while, but whenever there was content, it was related to that woman.
In other words, after Fu Yuan’s parents died, Fu Yuan still couldn’t get rid of the ghost Rakshasa.
Until one day, a messy piece of writing appeared in Fu Yuan’s notebook. Ru Yue also took a long time to identify it before carefully identifying it.
“Impossible! I can’t accept it. How could she not be human? I finally embraced her tonight. I was so impulsive. Even the coldness coming from her body did not extinguish my impulse. I have loved her for so long. She is my everything. I thought my love had finally been reciprocated, but she told me that she was actually not human, that she was a ghost! This is ridiculous! Even if she doesn’t accept me, don’t make up such a story to appease me! This was all I thought at the time! But she proved to me that she really was a ghost. She could float in the air, she could disappear in an instant, she… what should I do? I ran back from that alley in a panic. I was so confused, but I realized that I still loved her and still liked to call her “Mom”! No, was I crazy, or was the world crazy? !
After reading this text, Yue Yue deliberately showed us the notebook. The last few exclamation marks even tore through the paper, showing how chaotic Fu Yuan’s heart was at the time.
Fu Yuan finally got a truth, but it was too late for him to know, and he was already addicted to it and couldn’t extricate himself.
Love is the most amazing feeling in the world. It can bring two strangers together, and when necessary, when it is burning, it can transcend many things. Just like Fu Yuan’s love, it even transcends life and death, crosses fear, but what he wrote down was destined to be a tragedy.
Because Fu Yuan met the ghost Rakshasa, and the next thing that happened was the beginning of Fu Yuan’s twisted life, the beginning of a horror story…