Chapter 38.5 Where Are You?
On the other side, after Qin Liu entered the civilian house, she began to look around the room curiously.
She was very timid, so if she wasn’t with Liu Haoyu, she wouldn’t dare to stay in this ghost place.
However, there was another point: the grudge emanating from this house was somewhat similar to the grudge in her own home.
It was precisely this similarity that gave Qin Liu a bit of courage.
She looked at Liu Haoyu, who was still arguing with those two people, and didn’t disturb them. Instead, she searched around the living room for a while, trying to find some interesting books or things.
Since she could only stay at home every day, Qin Liu now liked all sorts of books.
After all, she couldn’t use her mobile phone now, and even if Liu Haoyu burned one for her, a spirit world mobile phone couldn’t connect to the human internet.
So, she could only read books to pass the time.
Anyway, Liu Haoyu didn’t know how long he would be arguing with those two people, so she might as well read a book to pass the time.
So, Qin Liu rummaged through the drawers in the living room.
However, she didn’t find any books, but there were quite a few old and tattered elementary school textbooks.
These should be the textbooks of the brother in this house.
Qin Liu flipped through these elementary school textbooks, and as soon as she picked up a textbook, a thin notebook fell out.
Although this notebook was also very old, it was preserved very flatly, and it seemed that the original owner cherished this notebook very much.
Holding the notebook in her hand, Qin Liu looked back at the drawer. There was also a school uniform left inside. Judging by the size, it looked like it belonged to a first or second grader, and it was a girl’s school uniform.
It could be seen that this should be his sister’s clothes.
The clothes were a bit dirty, but they were folded very neatly.
“This brother seems to cherish his sister quite a bit.”
Qin Liu muttered, then opened the notebook.
She originally thought it contained boring elementary school homework, but upon opening it, Qin Liu discovered that it was a… diary.
Using a notebook as a diary showed that the family’s financial situation was really quite poor.
Perhaps because it was a boy’s writing, the handwriting in the diary was a bit crooked, as if scratched by chicken claws.
But it was still legible enough to understand what was written.
Qin Liu flipped through from the first page.
However, the content on the first page was not much, only a simple sentence.
July 21st, Cloudy
“The teacher said that writing more diaries helps me remember things from childhood when I grow up. I want to grow up quickly and protect Mom from Dad’s bullying…”
Although writing a diary is something many elementary school students have experienced, not many can stick with it.
But this brother was completely different from ordinary people.
He seemed to have some obsession, writing down everything that happened every day.
However, most of these were trivial daily matters, such as what he ate today and what he did today.
But he also recorded every time Zhu Xingxue beat his family, and he did so very clearly and in detail.
He even remembered what he used to hit, when he hit, who he hit, and to what extent.
Rather than a diary, it was more like a little notebook for keeping grudges.
Just looking at the trembling handwriting and the resentment in the lines made Qin Liu shudder.
“How much of a beast was Zhu Xingxue?”
Judging from this diary, Zhu Xingxue committed domestic violence every few days, and not only his wife but also his son and daughter were not spared his brutality.
As Qin Liu neared the end of the notebook, she finally saw something different.
October 14th
“My sister is sick, Mom wants Dad to take her to the doctor… He hit her.”
October 25th
“My sister has been coughing, coughing so badly that I saw blood, but Dad still wouldn’t take her to the doctor, saying he had no money and couldn’t afford it.”
November 2nd
“I secretly took Dad’s permission and invited the village doctor over. The doctor said it was tuberculosis? It seems like it will cost a lot of money to cure.”
November 3rd
“Dad found out, he wanted to hit me, but Mom hugged me and the rolling pin hit Mom. It hurt, it hurt a lot.”
November 7th
“My sister is gone. Dad says she’s been dead for a long time, but I fed her porridge this morning. She was clearly still alive… still alive.”
“She must still be alive…”
The subsequent diary entries were very messy. Qin Liu felt a chill down her spine as she read the diary, and she was also very indignant.
She really didn’t expect that there could be such a beastly father in this world.
But this child was indeed very pitiful. He had persisted in writing this diary for so long, and she presumed there must be a continuation.
So Qin Liu rummaged through the drawers.
As expected, she found the next diary.
However, for some reason, this diary had blotches of blood on it, which looked a bit creepy.
But Qin Liu still opened the diary.
This diary was relatively new compared to the previous one.
May 2nd
“I don’t know what happened, that man came home covered in blood. He smelled so bad, so bad.”
May 7th
“My sister is gone, and Mom has gone mad. I searched for a long time, but I couldn’t find my sister. I heard from a village Daoist that the Pen Spirit knows everything, and I want to ask the Pen Spirit.”
From here on, the diary became very strange, filled with creepy scribbles and little figures. They grinned as if they were smiling at Qin Liu.
Just looking at these little figures made of watercolors, Qin Liu couldn’t help but swallow nervously.
September 31st
“The Pen Spirit is out, the Pen Spirit is out! I finally know where my sister is… She was in the house all along.”
At the end of the diary, the little boy’s mental state was clearly not right.
And… does September have a 31st?
Qin Liu felt a bit creeped out. She clenched her slender hands into fists.
“January has 31 days, February has 28 or 29… August has 31, September has 30… September has 30?”
September only has thirty days, so why did the diary say the 31st?
Did this child make a mistake, or was it…
The more Qin Liu read this diary, the more bizarre it became.
Especially the fresh handwriting, as if it had just been written, made it even more chilling.
“Gulu… / BaLingJiuLingQi9WuXia…”
Qin Liu swallowed nervously. She flipped another page, and then she froze.
The page she turned to was still September 31st.
And all it contained was this line of bright red characters.
“I’m dead, I’m dead, hahaha! I’m finally dead! He’s finally dead!”
As if celebrating, the handwriting on it seemed to leap out.
No, the characters were actually moving!
In the cold darkness, beneath this line of text, another line of text silently emerged.
“Oh right… I’m dead too. Why am I still writing a diary?”
“Big sister, who are you?”
Seeing this, Qin Liu threw the diary in her hand out.
Now terrified, she realized with a start.
Where was Liu Haoyu?
Liu Haoyu, where are you?!
