Chapter 59: That Sentence (2)

  One of them finally slid down to the bottom of the rope and said: "Ary, I'm going to jump down, you hold me.

  One of the girls let go, and although I was scared in my heart, I still supported her in time. At the moment when I touched her body, I only had one feeling, that is, coldness. Even with a layer of clothes in between, I felt an unspeakable chill in both hands, as if I was holding a piece of ice.

  At this time, the woman raised her head and began to observe the environment at the bottom of the well. I finally saw her face, which was indeed the woman's face, but it was unusually pale, even whiter than when I first entered the old mansion. The woman didn't look at me, looked around, stared at my feet, and said: "You're the one who found that painting here?"

  Although the person in front of me looks exactly like my mother, for some reason I always feel a strange feeling in my heart. And it seems that since seeing the small black house, my mother is no longer afraid. A thought suddenly pops up in my mind: Is she a ghost?

  Now I believe that ghosts exist in this world, and even spent some time with them. Thinking of this, my heart suddenly ached, and I couldn't help but think of Xiaohua again.

  So when I heard the woman's question, I just thought for a moment and nodded to her. Anyway, everyone was holding flashlights, so there was no need to worry that she couldn't see clearly.

  The well was originally not spacious, and my mother-in-law gestured for me to make way. I leaned against the wall of the well and watched as she slowly walked to where I had previously discovered the ancient painting. She slowly squatted down, then began to move the stones that I had filled in last time, block by block, with her hands. This was a strange scene: under the weak light of the flashlight, a woman wearing a red nightgown and with long hair hanging down, crouched at the bottom of the well, her hair covering her face, but I knew her complexion was abnormally pale. And I, leaning against the wall of the well, felt the chill seep into my back, silently watching this woman squatting on the ground, moving block by block of stones with her hands, digging out handfuls of yellow mud. I wondered what she was searching for here, and what she could find here.

  The girl's movements became faster and faster, then suddenly stopped. She immediately started digging again quickly. I knew she must have found something. Without thinking much, I squatted down beside her. At this time, the girl had already dug out the thing buried in the mud. As soon as I saw it for the first time, my eyes went dark. It was a photo frame with two people's combined picture inside. These two people I both recognized were my dad and mom.

  I took a deep breath, took the frame from Niang's hand, and Niang obviously also recognized the person in the photo, looking at me with a surprised face. I looked at the old man in the photo, the photo was black and white, and with this frame, it looked more like a mourning photo. The clothes they wore were exactly what I saw them wearing the day before they went missing. As I looked at the photo, my body couldn't help but tremble. After a while, I raised my head, stared at Niang, and asked: "How did you know there was this photo here?"

  I'm sure I look terrifying right now, as my mother's face is filled with fear and her body has started to tremble. I raised my voice again and asked, "How did you know there were photos here?!" I don't believe that my mother stumbled upon the photos by accident. From her behavior from the start, she must have known that there was something at the bottom of the well, but she didn't know what it was. The events of these past few days have taught me to remain calm and think things through when faced with a situation, so right now I'm clear-headed enough to realize that if I want to find the two old people, I need to figure out who told my mother that there were things hidden here, and then I can try to understand why they did this.

  One of the girls was so frightened by my appearance that she stuttered and couldn't speak, I took a deep breath and tried to calm down my tone and asked again. The girl gradually stopped trembling, but the look of terror on her face grew heavier, she looked at me cautiously and asked: "Ary, have you ever heard someone talking to you in your dreams?"

  My heart suddenly tightened, everyone will have dreams, and everyone has heard others speak in their dreams. But I knew that the question my mother asked was not like this, she must also be like me, hearing a voice in her dream. I grabbed her hand and asked: "What did you hear?"

  She said: "He told me that I would meet you here, and then he asked me to find something at the bottom of the well. After finding it, he asked me to take you to a place, saying that only then would you believe me."

  My heart gradually cooled down, this person, no, it must not be a human being, his voice only appeared in my and mother's dreams, such a thing, designed to bring me here, designed to let mother meet me, and then buried my parents' photos here, what is its intention, where are my parents now?

  I woke up from my contemplation and found a helpless mother staring at me. I asked: "Where does she want you to take me?"

  One girl shook her head and said: "I don't know what place it is, I just know how to get there."

  I didn't think much of it, helped the woman up from the ground and said: "Let's go up, to that place."

  As I crawled out of the well, my wife and I headed back home. Along the way, I asked her many questions. For example, why her phone number was invalid - it turned out she had changed her number a long time ago. As for why she ended up at the old mansion, she herself couldn't explain clearly, only saying that when she woke up, she was already standing there. She also couldn't recall what happened along the way. This situation is somewhat like sleepwalking, but I don't believe it's the reason. After some thought, I think it's related to the voice that appeared in my dream. As for why I called out to her at the bottom of the well and she didn't respond, she simply shook her head and said she hadn't heard me. Regarding all this, I've always felt something was off, but couldn't quite put my finger on it. In the end, I had no choice but to hide all my doubts in my heart.

  We arrived at the small town, first bought some clothes for the two of us, and then found an inn to stay in. After all, no one knew what would happen when my mother took me to that place, so we had to keep enough physical strength. Because I didn't rest well the day before yesterday, I fell asleep quickly. In a daze, I stood in front of the old house again, and every time I pushed open those doors, just as I pushed open the last door, I suddenly woke up. This time, I finally heard clearly what the person in my dream said to me.

  I knew what he was saying, but I didn't understand the meaning of this sentence. Looking at the time, it's almost time to have dinner. I put on my clothes and went next door to find a woman, preparing to let her go out with me to eat something. After knocking on the door for half a day, no one came to open it. I called her phone, and the phone rang in the room, but no one answered. My heart sank, and I didn't have time to ask the boss to open the door. With a bit of force on my shoulder, this kind of old-fashioned hotel door in a small town was easily pushed open by me. I called out for A Niang several times, but no one responded. At this time, the boss downstairs heard the sound of me breaking the door and came up to check the reason. Seeing that I had broken the door, he looked very unhappy and said: "It's just going out to buy something, do you have to break the door? Pay for it at the original price, 0 yuan!"

  I knew that the girl wasn't missing, so I put my mind at ease and threw 0 dollars to the boss. Originally, I was thinking of going back to my own room to wait, but the door to her room was broken, and I was afraid someone would come in and steal things, so I sat quietly in her room waiting. Her phone was on the table, occasionally flashing, and I knew it was because I had just made a call earlier.

  As I gazed at the woman's phone, a strange thought suddenly surged in my mind, wanting to see if there were any secrets inside. This idea came out of nowhere, but it was unstoppable once it started. I glanced outside the door, and the woman had not returned yet, so I grabbed the phone and quickly flipped through it.

  I quickly clicked through each folder, inside were just some very ordinary things, no special phone numbers, no special text messages. My fingers continued to click down, and at this moment, my body suddenly stiffened, I saw a txt file, the file name was very familiar to me, written with two words "Old Mansion".

  A girl has read something written by that idiot Mao!

  This was an unpredictable consequence for me, and I didn't know how my mother would react after understanding the truth. After some thought, I opened this file and quickly flipped through it, Chapter 53, Chapter 54, Chapter 55.

  Chapter 55 has words on the back! I was just about to take a closer look, when I heard footsteps at the door, and my mother came back. I reluctantly turned off my phone and put it on the table, and just as I had put it down, my mother walked to the door, saw that the room door was open and I was sitting in her room, with a surprised face. I quickly explained the reason to her, she "oh"ed once and didn't say much, raised her hand and said: "I got you a pot of chicken soup from the store outside, go drink it."

  She held a thermos in her hand, just like when I saw her at the old house entrance. The thermos was gently swaying in her hand, containing the chicken soup she mentioned.

  The room was filled with the aroma of chicken soup, but my whole body began to stiffen up. I remembered the words after Chapter 23 on my phone, remembered the thermos bottle I saw on the old mansion grounds that day, and remembered the sentence I finally heard clearly in my sleep.

  "Don't drink!"