Doomsday Wonderland

Even though he had known that he would probably have to go through a dungeon before he could get water, Bohemia couldn't help but slump his shoulders in disappointment.

"I clearly didn't enter the house, so why did I activate this crappy place?" She complained, went up the steps, and walked into the house. There was no point in circling the house or avoiding entering at this time. Her face was already in the photo anyway, so why not go and see what was causing the ghost?

Yuan Xiangxi followed her. After looking at the photo twice, he pushed his hair back, revealing his delicate jaw and a pair of deer-like eyes. "Look, I looked like this when I got married."

"No one will marry you."

When she entered the corridor, Yuan Xiangxi was still standing at the entrance of the corridor indifferently, looking at the photos one by one. "Hey, our married life seems to be quite happy," he looked a little happy. "I knew that if I survived, I would be a good husband in the future. Oh! Come and see our first child. .”

Bohemia's face almost sank to the ground, and her footsteps thumped back to his side. "Who the hell has anything to do with you... Did you become so leisurely after you died, or were you born with a lack of components in your brain?"

The wooden plank from somewhere made another long, zigzag cry. She looked down at the photo and saw that she was indeed holding a swaddled baby in her arms. She became even more angry: "How come I already have a child? How do you know this is your first child?"

"It's dated and marked on the back," her husband reminded patiently.

"...I can find it myself." Bohemia muttered, flipping through the photos, and sure enough she saw a line of small words: "On the 15th of the month, Bao'er was born."

They gave birth to their first child in 1.74; Bohemia took a quick look and found that the couple had nothing to do and actually gave birth to two more children. In one of the photos, the couple each held a child, and the "Baoer" stood in front of their feet, holding a car toy in his hand and looking at the camera blankly.

"If you don't have time to do anything serious, spend your time having children?" she muttered.

Getting married and having children is really the most baffling thing in the world - why should we have children? What's the point of working for nothing after being raised and leaving home? It's not like the puppet master's puppet, which can be sent to work. If you can't do what you want to do, won't you feel panicked if you are stuck in one place?

Yuan Xiangxi looked around with interest at the photos on the round table and on the wall, and found a few more photos of "Bao'er". After putting the photo back, he stood on the stairs and thought for a while, and suddenly said softly: "I want to look for our photo album or something..."

"Them, their photo albums." Bohemia was too hungry to have the energy to lecture him, "Are you addicted to them?"

"Our faces appear on the photo, and the photo introduces the history of the family... This history may be important in deciphering this copy."

It was a rare occasion when he was not in a daze, and Bohemia was not used to it. Moreover, every time Yuan Xiangxi frowned slightly, showing an expression like a lost little animal, it was difficult to refuse his request. "You can go find it, I'll see if I can just walk away."

Although the possibility of being able to walk back to the road smoothly is really slim, but... what if?

"You're too optimistic."

"I want you to take care of it."

It was still a sunny afternoon outside, the heat of the sun did not diminish at all, and the shadows of the trees were frozen on the ground motionless. Only the cloud shadow slowly swam on the ground, as if a trace of ink was gradually spreading in the water, and in a flash it was dispersed in the bright sunshine. It was such a comfortable weather, but she had to pretend to be a couple with a living ghost and live a life of hunger, even though there might be fish in the pond...

When passing by a pond, she kept glancing into the water as she walked, trying to find the shadows of fish swimming by in the green water. Perhaps she was too focused on looking for fish. When she stopped and looked up again, she found that she had unexpectedly returned to the house again.

"You're back so soon?" After she opened the door, Yuan Xiangxi's voice came from the living room.

"The devil beats the wall," Bohemia complained. "The furthest you can go is to the pond, and you can't get out." This probably means that this is indeed a copy, and it has not grown into a doomsday world; Yuan Xiangxi as A living ghost might have a chance to get out - but she wasn't going to remind him. If she couldn't get out, he would have to stay with her to crack the copy.

The old house creaked a few times, and Yuan Xiangxi's head appeared at the door of the living room. He looked around, not knowing what he was looking for, then turned around and asked, "Would you like to look for a photo album together?"

"Who wants to see photos of your married life?" Bohemia dragged her feet upstairs, "Let me see what clues there are on the second floor."

This copy is also as lazy as this afternoon. Apart from letting them appear in the photo, the copy seemed too lazy to do anything else; when walking through the sunshine coming in from the window, Bohemia was not nervous at all, but felt that even the house was stretched out in the sunshine. sinews.

The master bedroom is neat and tidy. Although it was covered with a layer of dust, there was not even a comb thrown carelessly on the table or a shirt draped over the chair. It was as if it had been specially packed for people to visit. Bohemians don't care about this. They open drawers as soon as they see it, open cupboard doors as soon as they see it, and rummage through everything with their heads in. In less than ten minutes among the clothes flying in the sky, the bedroom seems to have been robbed.

In the drawer of the dresser, she found a thick diary. No matter how you think about it, I think this is a necessary clue.

“What I hate the most is the dungeon where I have to do my homework...”

Bohemia hugged the diary and sat down leaning on the bed. Her foot injury had just happened not long ago, so she could rest in bed; the afternoon sun came in, illuminating the red diary that had begun to turn white, and the window screen gently fluttered on her shoulders, which was almost comfortable.

"I'm so happy." Even the handwriting is her own, which looks very weird. "Every day when I open my eyes, I see the person I love most in the world lying next to me... Life after marriage can be so happy! There is nothing better than marrying him."

Who said it, roasted chicken is much better.

"I'm so shy. This morning he suddenly hugged me in the bathroom, which shocked me. We are already married, but when I suddenly saw his face in the mirror, my heart still jumped... I really I can’t tell you how much I like him, if I do I’ll explode with shame!”

Yuan Xiangxi is quite good-looking, Bohemia thought reluctantly.

The next few pages are all in this nympho confessional style. The mistress did not write much at a time, only a few lines at most, but every few days she would write a paragraph, and the rosy sweetness almost seeped into the air. Bohemia hurriedly flipped through the pile of post-wedding speeches, her eyes dancing on a piece of paper——

I am pregnant

Just these four words, not even an exclamation mark. Bohemia turned around and flipped through the diary and found that this section of the diary was all 1, exactly nine months before "Baoer" was born.

It seemed like she would be very happy to have her first child with the person she liked so much... She looked at the yellowed page for a long time, and she felt a sense of emotion in her heart. I wonder if the "happiness" before the end is happier than happiness?

She was about to look back when she heard Yuan Xiangxi's voice suddenly call: "Are you in the bedroom?"

Bohemia's heart skipped a beat and she hurriedly stuffed the diary into the quilt.

"What's wrong?" She wiped her hair, hoping to make it as smooth as possible; when she took another look, she was shocked to realize how messy the room was - she quickly jumped out of bed and ran out, closing the bedroom door behind her. Turning around, he found Yuan Xiangxi standing on the stairs.

The sunlight falling in through the window almost refracted into the human world through his plump skin; bright and cheerful dust floated in the air, like many elves, singing softly in his ears.

... No wonder Wei Xing still missed him before he died.

"You look a little weird," Yuan Xiangxi said, and the elf stopped singing. "Hmm... It's like being caught in an act of rape."

"Let's talk seriously, UU Reading www.uukanshu.netｔWhat's going on?"

"I found the photo album," he said with admiration, "there are so many of them. How much does this family love taking pictures... But I am really photogenic."

"Serious words!"

"Oh," Yuan Xiangxi tucked her long hair behind her ears, revealing the pink and white auricles that made people want to bite them gently with their teeth. "I found that there are not many photos of Bao A."

"so what?"

"I found more than twenty photo albums - can you imagine, this family took more than twenty photo albums in less than ten years!" After taking a look at Bohemia's face, he waved his hand hurriedly: "Anyway, this is what happened... In the photos I just saw posted outside, Bao'er was only four or five years old at the oldest, which is a bit strange. Their third child was born in the seventh year after marriage, which means that at that time The family is still fine, so why..."

"Tell the important point." Bohemia felt a little guilty for some reason and urged as she walked down the stairs.

"I originally thought that there might not be enough space outside, and the rest of Bao'er's photos are all in the album. I flipped through many, many photos...I even remembered the location of the little mole on your neck."

"Don't look at irrelevant things!" Bohemia felt her face burning up, "What does it have to do with that Bao'er!"

"It's strange. There are photos of you on almost every page, but there are very few photos of Bao'er after he was five years old... After he was six years old, there are not even a single one at all." Yuan Xiangxi murmured. Said, "I wonder...did she die when she was six years old?"