All Girlfriends Are Ghosts

Standing in the bedroom for a while, Yang Xuming decided to search the bed first.

The bed is almost the same style as the parents' bedroom downstairs, and the color of the sheets is very comfortable pale pink.

Although the quilt is also dirty and musty, it is indeed a girl's bed.

There are two pillows on the bed and a few pairs of shoes under the bed.

shoe?

Yang Xuming hurriedly leaned over, but was disappointed to find that there were no embroidered shoes he was looking for in these shoes.

It's just some ordinary little girl's shoes.

There are big and small, it seems that the shoes of the sisters are all placed here.

It seems that these two sisters should be sleeping together?

Yang Xuming rummaged in the bed and tossed the musty quilt into a mess, but found nothing.

There was nothing hidden under the beds of the two sisters.

Yang Xuming didn't give up, opened the closet next to the bed and rummaged.

The two sisters don't have many clothes, only a few very poor ones, and they don't seem to wear much.

The ones who wear the most are their school uniforms.

There are four sets in total, two large ones and two small ones, all of which are the uniforms of the central elementary school, which have been worn crumpled.

In the closet, Yang Xuming still did not find embroidered shoes.

For a while, he felt a little painful.

Finally, he turned his attention to the desk with the face beside the window.

This is a double wooden table commonly seen in previous schools, but it is very shabby.

It seems that it should have been moved directly from a certain school.

The desk is full of graffiti and nicks. The handwriting and style of those graffiti are completely different. I don't know how many students have used this desk.

There were a few books in the desk, and Yang Xuming took them out and found that they were all textbooks for the sixth grade of elementary school.

There is also a copybook.

Turning over the title page, the signatures are all the same-Class Six, Jiang Xiaoyu.

Putting down these teaching materials, Yang Xuming opened the two schoolbags on the desk.

He first opened the small schoolbag and found that the books in this little schoolbag belonged to his sister.

Because the signatures are all [Class 2 a year, Jiang Xin].

However, Yang Xuming rummaged through his schoolbag and found nothing.

There are only textbooks in this schoolbag and a few exercise books for homework.

Yang Xuming also hoped to find out the diary in his sister's schoolbag to learn about the family. After all, this little girl would secretly scribble on the back of the stone, maybe she would write a diary?

But the facts have proved that the first-year children didn't know how to write a diary, otherwise she would not have carved her thoughts on the back of the stone.

Putting down his sister's schoolbag, Yang Xuming opened his sister's schoolbag.

Compared with my sister, my sister has a lot of books in her bag.

There are not only various exercise books, but also all textbooks.

But what Yang Xuming cared most was a pink notebook sandwiched between those textbooks.

This notebook is the kind of small diary with a lock commonly seen at school gates.

Although Yang Xuming can open this lock with the tip of a pen, the lock proves that the little girl does not want others to see the contents of this notebook.

This should be a diary...

Yang Xu has not forgotten the warning in The Record of Life and Death.

The more you know, the greater the hope of survival.

And this diary is an important medium for Yang Xuming to understand the family.

He opened his sister's stationery box, took out a refill, and carefully opened the small lock on the diary with the refill.

Then, the diary was opened by Yang Xuming.

However, there was no name on the title page, but a famous quote.

-Life is like the ocean, only a strong-willed person can reach the other shore.

Seeing this beautiful line of words, Yang Xuming was silent for a few seconds.

Although she is only a sixth grade elementary school student, this sister's handwriting is really beautiful.

Moreover, it is really distressing for children from such a poor family to extract such sentences in their diaries.

This is probably the poor man’s child headed home early...

Yang Xuming opened his sister's diary.

The content on the first page is not much.

It was sunny on March 9th.

The teacher said that we should write diaries often, so that we can improve our writing skills, and the composition score will be higher in the future.

But there are too many things at home. I have to buy vegetables and cook every day, as well as do homework. It is impossible to have time to write a diary every day.

Try to make time to write in the future...

Yang Xuming turned back and found that the little girl did not write a diary every day.

At the beginning, I wrote an article in three or two days to describe the trivial matters of life.

But as time goes by, the interval between diaries starts to grow longer, and even the content becomes less and less.

The contents of these diaries are mostly trivial things in life.

Yang Xuming continued to scroll down and finally reached one of them.

…

September 18th, overcast.

Dad is back, but we are all sad.

Dad's leg was bleeding all the time. Although it was tightly wrapped with a bandage, it was very serious, and even the bandage was soaked with blood.

But my dad said it was okay, and he would be well soon.

I heard from my father that this was injured on the construction site, and the boss gave him 1,000 yuan and let him go home.

Teacher Wei was very angry when he heard about this, and asked his father to find the boss for work-related injury expenses.

But my father didn't go. He said that he would not want it. The boss is very fierce and won't give him money. Just take a rest at home by himself.

Xin'er cried so sad that she fell asleep when she was tired of crying.

I slept late. When I went to the bathroom just now, I heard a small cry from my father's room.

That's Dad's voice. He probably hurts very much, right?

But I can't help him, so sad, when will I grow up and then enter university to make a lot of money?

So Dad doesn't have to be so sad.

…

On September 20, it rained heavily.

Dad's leg seemed to be more serious, and he said it hurts a bit.

But I know that Dad hurts every night.

He would cry quietly in the bedroom every night, but his mother never helped him and went to bed by himself every night.

During the day, my father was too painful to stand up, and there was no water to drink. My mother was clearly at home, but she ignored her father at all. He didn't drink water until we got home.

so sad.

Why is mother so cruel, aren't they husband and wife?

Mom is always so cruel and doesn't care about us at all.

Did Xin'er and I picked it up?

…

September 28th, sunny.

Dad's legs were very serious, he couldn't move at all, and he started to smell like pus.

Teacher Wei hurriedly asked someone to take his father to the city hospital, but his father refused to go because he was afraid of spending money.

In the end, Teacher Wei asked someone to force his father out. After school came back, I heard them say that his father seemed to need amputation.

What should I do? If Dad doesn't have legs, he won't be able to go to work on the construction site to make money in the future.

Am I going to work?

But since I am so small, will any factory want me?

And without me at home, who would cook for Xin'er and Dad?

Xin'er is still so young.

So sad.