Zhang Ruyue stared at the wall in a daze. Just now, Officer Lu left her sister's house with all the team members.
She succeeded.
He exchanged his sister's life for hers.
Everything returned to normal, everyone had forgotten the truth of what had just happened, and my mother returned to the kitchen, which was the place where she stayed most often. She waved the kitchen knife and chopped vegetables, talking and crying.
"Liang'er...you said your sister's life was so miserable. She managed to survive, but she was harmed again."
"I know you have always wanted to be grateful to your sister. Your mother has no ability and has to work. It was your sister who brought you up."
"You and your sister have a good relationship, but you must take care of your health and don't do anything stupid."
"You said what would mom do if you were no longer here?"
Mother comforted "Zhang Ruliang". This long-lost scene reminded Zhang Ruyue of the past.
In the past, her mother was a worker in a textile factory. She went to work very early and got off work very late every day. Zhang Ruyue could only see her making breakfast and dinner in the kitchen.
And every time, Zhang Ruyue would bring breakfast and eat it with her sister on the way to school.
She doesn't like her sister, the girl named Zhang Ruliang.
When she was little, she could eat two eggs, but she had to give one to her sister. She could sleep on a bed by herself, but she had to sleep with her sister. She could stay with her mother for an hour, but now, she can only Spend half an hour with mom.
She doesn't want to have half of everything shared by others.
As she grew older, she no longer cared so much, but she was still annoyed. She was annoyed why there was a sister with a snot nose behind her. She didn't want to take her with her wherever she went, and she also wanted to have her own life.
But she is the sister, she has the responsibility, she has to bring her up.
My mother said this. There was no reason. She just said that she was more mature and should take more responsibility.
Why isn't she a sister? Is it so good to be born late?
"Wait a little longer. When you two grow up, I will be liberated."
Her mother often said this, and Zhang Ruyue would also think so. When she grows up, she will get rid of this slug.
They don't have any feelings anyway, they often grab things and often fight.
She actually felt that she should have died yesterday.
She didn't understand why her sister would rush over after just a phone call. She said she was afraid of ghosts. For such a small matter, if it were her, she would have said a few perfunctory words at most and wouldn't have rushed over at all.
But why...sister will come here?
She didn't understand how he could trick her into coming here and kill her so easily.
Zhang Ruyue touched the diary in her hand. Her hands were shaking violently. She had seen this diary before, but had never opened it. This was Zhang Ruliang's diary.
Zhang Ruyue turned to the first page.
"This is the first gift my sister gave me, a notebook. I will use it to record my every day. I am so happy!"
"I have the best sister in the world."
The handwriting is crooked and unclear.
Another page has been turned.
"My sister looks so beautiful in a dress. She is the most beautiful girl in the world. I have decided that with my first salary, I will buy a dress for my sister."
Another page has been turned.
"My sister doesn't seem to like me very much. I know what it feels like to like me. It's a state of wanting to be together anytime and anywhere."
"Sister is too busy and won't be able to play with me often in the future. I want to make a note of it."
Another page.
"My sister likes to surf the Internet the most. She likes dancing very much. I secretly follow her account, but I must not tell her, otherwise she will be shy and not dare to dance."
"Come on sister, you will definitely be popular."
The penultimate page.
"My salary has been paid, I have to buy that white dress today!"
Zhang Ruyue turned to the latest page.
"My sister just called me. She finally called me. She just said she was scared. Did she actually miss me? I miss my sister too."
"Sister, you wait for me, I will accompany you now."
Zhang Ruyue closed her notebook, covering her mouth and breathing convulsively. She looked in the mirror, at that familiar face, and at those red eyes, just like the way she looked from afar when she was following behind her when she was a child.
The sobs were echoing. Gradually, her palms could no longer hold back her sobs or her sadness. Regret flowed out from between her fingers, making a sound like a mosquito. She spoke softly:
"I don't want to either..."
"why why!"
"Why is it all my fault!"
"it's all my fault......"
If I hadn't done this in that photo at the beginning, wouldn't we be like this?
But how do I know!
how could I know.
Zhang Ruyue messed up her hair. She opened the drawer and saw the white dress she had prepared. She hugged the dress and sobbed.
"younger sister......"
"younger sister......"
"I know I was wrong, I was wrong."
"Maybe, I should..."
A timid voice came from the kitchen. My mother wiped her tears and showed the most sincere smile. She held a bowl of noodles in her hand, and then said expectantly like coaxing a child:
"Liang'er? What's wrong with you?"
"I made your favorite egg noodles, let's eat noodles."
"OK?"
Zhang Ruyue was stunned.
She put down the long skirt in her hand and looked at the bowl of noodles with confusion in her eyes.
Struggle is looming on his face, and persistence and giving up are whispered repeatedly in his ears.
What would your mother do if you were no longer here?
"good."
"Mom, wait a moment."
Zhang Ruyue said as she walked into the room and closed the door.
After making sure her mother couldn't see, she turned on her phone. On her phone were the latest photos.
Her mission is not over yet, the photo this time still shows her death state.
The long white dress was her final dress. She stared at Zhang Ruyue with empty eyes, trembling.
She escaped for one day, but she couldn't escape the next day. She would definitely die!
But she can't die.
She can't die! ! !
She knew she was wrong and she deserved to die, but her mother couldn't lose both her daughters, she wouldn't be able to hold on! !
She has to live, she has to live! !
Zhang Ruyue breathed rapidly. She had to find a way to survive and get rid of the photo.
But can she really think of it?
My sister is dead, no one will die for her, and I can't let others die for her every day.
What else can be done? !
Zhang Ruyue's hair was flying as she scratched her head. If she still couldn't think of a way, she would still die tonight, and the outcome was doomed.
Unless there is another way.
Zhang Ruyue leaned back on the chair, her mind was drying up and death was approaching.
Is there really nothing we can do?
"Ding dong."
A new notification tone came from the phone.
Zhang Ruyue rolled her eyes slightly, looked at the phone with calm eyes, but was suddenly stunned.
This message was not sent by anyone else...it was the internet celebrity who sent her the photo in the first place.
This is a new message from the “Internet celebrity”! !
What was he going to say? ? ?
Zhang Ruyue was stunned. She opened her phone in a panic and clicked on the new message. The new message was still a photo, but it was no longer a photo of her death, but... a new mission.
New missions...new missions without dying!
A miracle happened!
She still had a chance to live.
Zhang Ruyue looked at the photo carefully, for fear of missing any details, but this photo was simply exaggerated, even simpler than the task she did at the beginning.
The photo is like this——
The light blue moonlight shines through the window into the current room, and Zhang Ruyue, with her back to the moon, is quietly reading a blue-covered scripture in front of the dressing table.
The three words on the scripture are clearly visible.
It's called "Tao Xian Jing".
