It was a boring weekend afternoon. I was bored. I suddenly remembered that I had a game account from a long time ago, so I tried to log in to see if I could still play. The result was that the password was wrong and I needed to fill in my email address to retrieve the password. I had no choice but to use it. An email that hasn’t been opened in a long time.
There is an unread email in it. It is an international email. The sender is a Japanese friend with whom I had a fairly good relationship while studying abroad. His name is Takeshi Ishibashi. The email was sent half a year ago. Unfortunately, I only saw it today. The email is very long, and I don’t know how long it took him to write it. The entire email is written in Japanese. For the convenience of reading, it is translated into Chinese here.
The letter begins with a few polite words——
Mr. Qiao Buqiao:
Long time no see, how are you?
I'm very sorry to send you such a long email, because I really can't explain this matter clearly to others, at least in my own country, it is difficult to explain it clearly. I have no other intention, I just hope someone can listen to me. Tell the whole story.
If you think the article is too long and you really can’t stand it, don’t force it. If there is still a listening friend in the world, I am very content.
Thank you. There is no need to reply to this email. It is also for your safety. Remember.
Your old friend: Takeshi Ishibashi
December 2022
The following text record is a horrific incident I experienced a month ago. In order for you to understand, I will first introduce the location of the school I attended and the background of the incident. Sorry -
The university I am attending now is built on one of the many mountains that are nestled together, perhaps between the many mountains that are nestled together. I'm actually not quite sure about this problem, because the school's area is quite large, and the various high and low intricate buildings scattered throughout it have changed the original appearance of the terrain. Therefore, it is difficult for me to obtain a more accurate judgment!
The university gate opens about 20 meters above sea level on the mountain, and then extends all the way to the top of the mountain. There are no walls and no boundaries... Maybe my description is wrong. If you must find a boundary, it should be those piles that are difficult to continue. Climbing rocks, cliffs and clumps of impenetrable thorny bushes, mountain streams.
There are several advantages to a school built in the mountains: lush plants, warm climate in winter and cool summer, and quietness! But there are also several disadvantages at the same time, the air is humid, there are many insects, and it is silent! Tranquility and silence have one thing in common, that is, there are few people!
Specifically, why is there so few people in this university? I can talk about my own views. This mountain campus is one of the campuses of a well-known university. The majors in this school are either bioengineering or genetic research. It is completely a relatively unpopular fringe subject! Today's Chinese people are slowly losing their scientific research spirit and cannot bear the scientific research process.
I really don’t know when exactly this story started! Because even I myself may be just one of the lucky passers-by who escaped death in this long event! But if I regard my personal experience as a fragment, then the beginning of this fragment is unforgettable to me!
It was a weekend in early October. The school cafeteria needed to be renovated. The construction period was expected to take a week, so the school gave the whole school a short holiday! At that time, I had just entered my junior year! In order to celebrate that the number of members of our school’s dance association has exceeded 100, several of our key members of the dance association plan to take advantage of this holiday to have a carnival in a bar outside the school to celebrate! There are five of us in our group: I, Takeshi Ishibashi (male), the president of the dance association; plus two vice-presidents, Kimura Xiaxia (male) and Yingmu Ting (female); and two young coaches of the dance association, Qian Ye Xiongping (male) and Kitano Yiyi (female). We are all juniors! Among them, Yingmuting and Kitano Yiyi are still roommates!
I can't forget the names of these people, because they will become my heart-piercing memories in this life.
On the first night of the vacation, we danced together as usual in a rare flat square at the school gate, and then met at a newly opened school about half a kilometer west at the foot of the mountain outside the school. Bar party. Several people drank a lot of beer that day, and coupled with the deafening music in the bar, they were all more or less dizzy when they came out of the bar!
I remember that day very clearly. When I walked out of the bar, it was around 11:15 pm. Why I remember this time so clearly is because the dormitory in our school is closed at 12 o'clock in the middle of the night! Therefore, when the time on my mobile phone jumped to 11 o'clock, I began to urge the other four dizzy men and women to get up and return to school quickly. Otherwise, when the dormitory door is locked, it will be a problem where to sleep!
From the foot of the mountain to the school gate, there is a slowly uphill cement road about 2 or 300 meters long. One side of the road is the mountain, and the other side is a road that cuts through the foot of the mountain. Where does this road lead? Investigate carefully. As this gently sloping cement road extends upward, the side close to the road slowly turns into a vertical cliff. Although this cliff has obvious signs of artificial reinforcement with large stones. But like a natural cliff, it has the effect of causing disability or death to those who slip and fall! Especially for drunkards like us who are stimulated by alcohol and don’t know what is going on and what is going on. We are several times more likely to slip and fall than others!
My statement is not alarmist, because in the early days of the construction of this cement road up the mountain, a road construction worker secretly drank alcohol during lunch and accidentally fell during construction in the afternoon... The location where he fell was not very high above sea level. The road below is only 4 or 5 meters high. If you are lucky, if you fall, you will lose an arm or a broken leg at most. It should be possible to repair it in the hospital and save your life. But this worker obviously had bad luck that day. When he fell, a construction truck loaded with sand and gravel passed slowly and slowly on the road below. Although the speed of the engineering vehicle was not very fast, the accident happened so suddenly. No matter how agile and resourceful the driver was, he would never have thought that someone would fall from the sky... At the moment when the worker fell to the ground, the driver of the engineering vehicle only felt that he was in front of his eyes. The black shadow flashed before I realized what it was. People not far from here heard an extremely dull sound at the same time - "bang"! The front wheels of the engineering vehicle had run over and crushed the worker's head. Red blood, mixed with white brains, bloomed shockingly on the asphalt ground like a watermelon hit by a heavy hammer.
Although this incident occurred entirely because of the worker's own lazy style! The school does not need to bear any responsibility. But after all, school is a learning place where "you are never tired of learning and teaching", so naturally your learning ability of "preventing problems before they happen" is better than others! Therefore, the school, in line with the attitude of "rectify what is there and encourage what is not", densely planted various trees on the side of the road near the highway! The density of trees can’t be said to be overwhelming, but as long as you’re not unlucky, it’s still enough to save your life! Because as these trees grew over the years, the gaps between the trees were only big enough for a person to pass sideways.
The few of us just pulled and supported each other, rubbing our hands upwards on the slope of the cement road leading to the school. Maybe it was because it was almost midnight, maybe it was a holiday, or maybe it was because today was a full moon night and the moon was particularly bright. The street lights on both sides of the road that were supposed to be flashing dimly were not lit! The cold, white moonlight shines through the dense branches and leaves above the head, splashing onto the concrete floor below. Little by little, piece by piece, when a gust of wind blows, these bright dots and pieces will tremble with the wind, like the face and eyes of a laughing person! Yingmuting suddenly snorted behind her! The three men in front turned back cleverly. I saw Kitano Yiyi holding Yingmuting's arm tightly with both hands, her face solemn, and looking around mysteriously.
Yingmuting said dissatisfiedly: "Yiyi, what's wrong with you? Your nails hurt me."
Kitano Yiyi muttered: "Oh, I'm sorry." But she still held onto Yingmuting's arm tightly and didn't let go!
Kitano Yiyi continued to suppress her voice and said cautiously: "Hey, have you ever heard that in the place we are going to, in the early days of the school's establishment, a worker died below... I heard that he fell first, and then He happened to be run over by a car, his head was crushed, and his brains and plasma flowed everywhere."
Yingmuting immediately became nervous and interrupted her quickly, saying, "Okay, Yiyi, stop talking. You said this in the middle of the night, you want to scare people to death..."
Yiyi muttered: "I don't want to say it, but didn't you hear the sound of a man singing just now?"
Yingmuting was so frightened that she quickly walked a few steps, dragged Kitano Yiyi, and squeezed in between the three boys. The hand that was not caught by Yiyi tightly grabbed my arm and refused to let go!
Next to him, Kimura Kimura Xia Tian suddenly interjected coldly: "Well, I seemed to have heard it just now. I thought I was the only one who could hear it. Seeing that you all didn't respond, I suspected that I heard it wrong!" When they said this, even us grown men suddenly felt a cold air coming out of our spines!
