stay with ghosts

Hu Yichen was in a bad mood when he got home, and he was not very stable after lying down.Woke up at dawn in the morning.

"Where's the diary?" Hu Yichen saw Hu Zhen reading a book in the living room.

"There, we didn't even look at it." After they came back yesterday, Jiang Ye and Feicheng went back to erase all traces. Hu Zhen thought for a while, if Hu Yichen's little brother left this, maybe he hoped I saw it first.

After simple cleaning, Jiang Ye put the diary in a bag. Due to the passage of time, the pages were yellowed, and Hu Yichen opened it carefully.

The first page

Li Yicheng

The three word boards are of different sizes, as if written by a child who has just learned to write in elementary school.

The second page

August 1957, 4, sunny

Today my elder brother gave me a diary, and I will start writing a diary today.

August 1957, 4, sunny

Today the eldest sister came back and quarreled with her brother-in-law.

April 1957, 4, Overcast

The eldest brother-in-law came to pick up my sister. He had a green bag on his head. I asked him how he did it, but he didn't say anything.

In fact, I already knew that it was my sister who made the call.My sister has always been aggressive, no matter who is at fault between the two, it will be the brother-in-law's fault in the end, but that's fine.At least she won't be bullied.

August 1957, 4, sunny

Today, my mother went to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy a cake. I got a piece, but my younger brother and sister took half of it.The cake is so sweet.

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The diary is very simple to remember. It is written in traditional Chinese characters. The words are a bit naive, but each one is good. It should be taught early and clear.The writers are very frugal, they fill every page with words on the front and back, and the dates are not consecutive, sometimes every one or two days, sometimes a week and a month.At most, there were 53 days without writing.

Turning to more than ten pages of the diary, Hu Yichen finally found a problem in it.

August 1960, 8, sunny

I was very hungry today, I only ate a little porridge, a few grains of rice in the water, my grandpa was not in good health, the food at home was sent away, I wanted to eat cake.

May 1960, 8 sunny

Today the three tigers are gone, I am very sad, the weather is too hot and the three tigers asked me to go swimming, I did not go, I was too hungry, Uncle Lin gave me a piece of cake, I shared it with my younger siblings, they were also starving, I saw The younger brother looked up at the sky, very scared, so he just disappeared, and gave him half of the pie.Although still hungry, but survived.Dad will be able to eat that tomorrow.

Sanhu didn't come back and was swept away by the river. My elder brother came back from the outside and told me that Sanhu's mother must be very sad. I will go to see him tomorrow.Hope to get it back.

August 1960, 8 overcast

I saw Sanhu again. He was found from the lower reaches, and I heard that he was gone. When I went, I saw another Sanhu standing in the mourning hall. It was strange that no one saw him.

I told Sanhu's mother that Sanhu was by her side, and Sanhu's mother cried even harder. Dahu pulled me aside, and Sanhu's father asked Dahu to give me a piece of white flour cake. He said that I was hungry and confused.

I know I'm not confused, my dad brought it back to eat in the morning, and I'm full today.

But I am confused, how come there are two three tigers.

Heavy rain on June 1960, 8

The three tigers were buried, and it was raining heavily outside today, as if they were seeing off the three tigers. I went to talk to that 'three tigers', but he ignored me.He looks like the second idiot in the east of the village, with straight eyes, but I don't think he's been around for long.

May 1960, 8 sunny

The three tigers disappeared.

May 1960, 9 sunny

The school has started, and a new teacher has come, surnamed Chen teaches Chinese, and his voice is very pleasant when giving lectures.

The person also looks very nice, like the gentle and jade mentioned in the book.

That's an apt word.

May 1960, 9 sunny

Today, Mr. Chen asked me to be his class representative after class. I am very happy.

Overcast April 1960, 9

Teacher Chen’s lectures are really good. I went to his office today and saw a collection of essays, which the teacher lent me.

May 1960, 9 sunny

After reading the anthology, I returned it to Mr. Chen today. The teacher asked me my opinion. I was a little embarrassed, and I didn't understand many things very well.Teacher Chen gave me time to study with him.

May 1960, 9 sunny

I got the bad news today that my grandpa passed away.

May 1960, 10 sunny

Sending grandpa back today, I told my mother that I saw grandpa.My mother was very angry and kicked me back.

In the evening, I told my mother that my grandfather told her that the things were hidden under the apricot tree at the gate of the courtyard.

Mom won't let me talk nonsense.

May 1960, 10 sunny

When my mother came back from my grandpa's house, she told me that I could never talk about seeing Sanhu again. She looked very strict about grandpa.

I know it's wrong for me to do this, but I can't ignore my grandfather's advice.

May 1960, 10 sunny

I am in a bad mood recently, and my mother is a little alienated from me. I know she is looking at me, although she avoids every time I look at her.She is a little afraid of me.I am very depressed.

Yesterday my diary was robbed by my younger brother. Fortunately, he can’t read. Be careful in the future. I want to hide it. Maybe I can put it in Mr. Chen’s house. He is a very educated person and doesn’t know how to read my diary.

May 1960, 11 sunny

It’s been a while since I’ve written a diary, my family is a bit depressed, my mother seems to be a little wary of me, or she’s afraid of me, my father isn’t at home often, and she likes my younger brother more.

I sent the diary to Mr. Chen’s home. Mr. Chen prepared a desk for me at home. I can read books anywhere at any time. It is my honor to have such a teacher.

I don't want others to see my diary, maybe someone will say I'm crazy, at least my mother thinks I'm not a normal person.Some miss the cake she bought.

May 1960, 11 sunny

A strange old man came to the house yesterday. He looked like he was talking, and I saw black air coming from his body. He looked very bad.But mother is very enthusiastic.

I don't know why I feel uneasy.

May 1960, 12 sunny

During these days, I don’t know why my body is very uncomfortable, my eyes always hurt, and I often can’t see things clearly. I think I’m going blind.

That strange old man came here often, and I felt that he looked at me as if he was looking at a piece of fat and tender pork.

Haven't had meat in over a year.Forgot what it tasted like.

May 1961, 1 sunny

I saw a strange old man when school was over yesterday. He walked to a small hut near the school by himself. I followed him secretly and watched him fiddle with something, like blood-like ink, on a piece of yellow paper. What is painted on it.

Nowadays, feudal superstition is opposed everywhere. If this old man is caught, he will definitely be educated.

But Mr. Chen taught me to be open-minded and not to be a villain.

May 1961, 1 sunny

Saw the strange old man again yesterday, he just left our house.

During the night my eyes hurt so much, it felt like something was going into my head, my screams scared my family, my dad got up and took me to the hospital, I felt better as soon as I left the house.When I came back at night without being hospitalized, I found a piece of yellow paper under the pillow with strange lines drawn on it.

May 1961, 1 sunny

Yesterday my father and mother had a fight, and I only heard about superstition, harming others and so on.When I woke up this morning, my mother's face was red and swollen. I knew it was my father who beat me. He is always very irritable.

I was very sad, my mother looked at me like a stranger.

December 1961, 1 Snow

That weird old man never came home again. Although my mother ignored me, she didn't confront my father. My eyesight recovered.Even more than ever seen before.Everyone has different colors, the world is colorful.

Teacher Chen is pink, which is the color of kindness.

Overcast April 1961, 1

The strange old man appeared in front of me again, and the way he looked at me made me feel even more uncomfortable.

The diary ended here, and Hu Yichen flipped through it, because he didn't write much every day, and he only wrote half of the diary.

He knew that this little brother was the same as him, both of them had heavenly eyes.

"This diary is wrong. Chenchen, try to feel it with Yin Qi. I think there is Yin Qi in this diary, but I can't feel it." After Hu Yichen read it, other people also read it, and Hu Zhen also read it. Very interested, but when he took the diary, he found that the diary was gloomy, not just a simple diary.

"Well, let me take a look." Hu Yichen took it and carefully entered his Yin Qi into the diary, for fear that the Yin Qi would damage the diary.

Certain year, certain month, certain day

I can't set a date because I don't know how long I was dead.

It took me a long time to accept the fact that it was dark in the coffin, the world was quiet, and I was alone.The silence almost drove me crazy.

I have to thank Mr. Chen, if it wasn't for the diary he put down, I'm afraid I would have gone crazy long ago.Looking at the diary every day and recalling my short life, I finally have a sliver of reason.

Undoubtedly, only Teacher Chen would think of putting this diary in my coffin.

I have to thank him for allowing me to continue writing, this time I don’t need a pen, and use my soul directly, maybe one day someone who can see the soul like me can find this diary.

A diary written by a ghost.

People say that ghosts can pass through walls and enter the ground, but I can't. I know I'm trapped in a coffin. That weird old man wants to win my eyes, but unfortunately it's a natural thing, so he can't succeed.

It's a pity that I can't avenge myself, I'm afraid my family will think I was drowned like three tigers.

I have read a lot of books since studying with Mr. Chen, and now I have more time to reflect.Very glad.

I can't feel the passage of time in silence, and loneliness always makes me manic. I know this is a bad emotion, but the manic time continues to increase.

I suddenly recalled the Ksitigarbha Sutra that Teacher Chen asked me to read. At that time, I said that it was not peaceful for my grandfather to go. I originally wanted to say that my soul would stay after my grandfather died. Human calamity, avoiding the three evils, I don't understand what he said, but I read it reluctantly, and only read it once.Unexpectedly, the memory became clear after death.After reading it again, the mania in my heart subsided a lot.

Recently, I have rarely felt irritable, and I can even feel some of the outside world. There are some lines carved on the coffin, maybe it was done by that strange old man. I still remember that he used drugs to fascinate me that day, and he kept thinking about it. To deprive my eyes.

It's a pity that his charms are of little use except to make me miserable, and maybe I'll lose my sight.But my eyes will never grow on him.In fact, he didn't succeed. Seeing his eyes bleeding, I felt a little bit of pleasure in my heart.It's a pity that I didn't expect the old man to be so dark, so he threw me into the river directly.

I just don't know how he confuses his parents to engrave these spells on the coffin.

The Ksitigarbha Sutra made me feel more profound, and I can already come to the ground.

May 1970, 7 sunny

In the blink of an eye, I had been dead for almost ten years, and the world was turned upside down. I saw students parading everywhere, and there were big-character posters on the wall.

I don't understand what's wrong.But I think no matter what, just let me see the world.

May 1970, 7 sunny

I saw Teacher Chen——