The woman's voice became a bit hoarse at this time, but from beginning to end, because of the poor quality of the picture, I couldn't clearly see what the woman looked like.
The woman finally said: "Chen Xiaofei, do you really like me?
But if you like me, why haven't you come to me yet?
I've been waiting so hard, so hard."
I don’t know why after hearing this, I felt like my scalp was about to explode, as if she was saying it next to my ear.
Inexplicably, I felt a little guilty.
Chen Xiaofei, I’m talking about my full name this time.
Are you really talking about mine?
If that's the case.
So these black and white photos are all real, but I have no fucking memory at all.
Did I experience it personally?
In 1983, my memory tells me that I was never born at that time.
If I called my parents now and asked them, my parents might tell me if I was stupid.
Because this doesn't make sense at all.
I was so panicked, but the woman's voice in the video sounded so familiar, and I didn't know if it was just an illusion.
Damn, why is it such a mess?
The woman said that I wasn't going to find her.
That was wrong.
Is this Chen Xiaofei actually me?
Moreover, the background of the black and white photo was taken in Zhangjiacun.
And this person in the photo.
They look so damn similar to me, as if they were carved from the same mold, which makes me really stupid and confused.
In fact, my subconscious is telling me that the person in this photo is me.
But in my heart I resisted and refused to accept it.
I took a deep breath and the video stopped.
The woman said it was hard to wait for me, and I felt a little confused at this time.
I turned off the video, then took out the CD and hid it.
There was nothing else in the package except the photos and the CD.
We are going to Zhangjiacun.
This fat guy didn’t even tell me his address.
How can I find Zhangjiacun?
At this time, I had huge doubts in my heart.
After being stunned for a while, I called Fatty Zhang.
The call didn't go through.
I sent a text message and asked, who is the woman in the video and how to get to Zhangjiacun?
The text message was replied quickly.
The stupid Fatty Zhang didn't answer the phone, but he was not slow in replying to the text message.
Fatty Zhang replied, "Aren't you?
You have forgotten her."
If you want to go to Zhangjiacun, search for the key Just the words are enough.
The key word is, are all the people in Zhangjiacun dead?
This text message sent by this damn fat guy means that he didn't send it, and he didn't tell me who the woman was and the route to Zhangjiacun.
Can I find the answer by searching?
If the answer to such a weird thing can be found through searching, then why am I still confused here?
I replied to Fatty Zhang, who is she?
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I have no impression at all in my mind, and does she know me?
Can such a weird thing be found by searching on Baidu?
After I replied to the text message, I quickly opened the browser and entered the keyword given by Fatty Zhang: Are all the people in Zhangjiacun dead?
After I entered it, the result came out.
And there is more than one answer, and the answers are also varied.
Some people say that there is no such place as Zhangjiacun, which is all false.
Some people say that those who say that all the people in Zhangjiacun are dead are liars.
I am from Zhangjiacun.
We just moved out with the whole village and are now living well.
Others said that I had been to Zhangjia Village, where bones were everywhere, but they were all dead.
It scared me to death when I went there.
Under this answer, someone teased him and said, "Then why are you not dead yet?
You were scared to death and you are still here playing with your phone."
Then there were comments saying that the floor leader might have been so frightened that he lost his mind and started talking nonsense.
All the comments that followed called him a liar.
I looked at the time when the question was asked and it turned out to be eight years ago.
But why was it eight years ago?
Did all the people in Zhangjiacun die eight years ago?
Why am I starting to feel a little weird?
I just answered so many questions and haven’t seen the point yet.
I continued to scroll down, and then I came to an answer.
This answer attracted my attention.
He wrote like this.
It's so boring that so many people care about something that happened for more than thirty years.
I feel so idle.
I actually know where this place is.
Out of the city, thirty miles to the east, there is Zhangjia Village.
If you believe it or not, just go and have a look.
I looked at the reply time of this answer.
It doesn't matter if I don't look at it.
When I looked at it, I couldn't help but cursed because this answer was replied an hour ago.
The one who replied an hour ago could only be Fatty Zhang.
This damn fat guy is trying to show off, just send me a text message to tell me that it would be fine, and he is still playing this trick.
It was just something that happened more than thirty years ago, so why did anyone still care about it until eight years ago?
And the authenticity of this matter is not sure.
I was meditating when I received a text message on my mobile phone.
The text message was sent to me by Fatty Zhang.
Fatty Zhang said: Go to Zhangjiacun quickly, maybe she is still waiting for you there.
Fatty Zhang still didn’t say who she was.
He just asked once.
He didn’t tell, and he definitely wouldn’t tell me if I asked her a second time.
I was stunned for a few seconds, and then I sent a text message back to Fatty Zhang and asked, “What’s the answer online?”
Is that what you answered?
Fatty Zhang quickly replied to me and said, have you finished reading it?
I deleted it after reading it.
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Damn it, this really fat guy answered.
Damn it, you're going in such a big circle.
If you have anything to say, just tell me.
I replied again, but Fatty Zhang just urged me and said, "Chen Xiaofei, please go quickly.
If you don't go, it will be too late."
I glanced at the text message and put the phone away.
If I wanted to go, I would go.
If not, I would go.
You can't guess anything just by guessing here.
Damn it, what happened in 1983?
I suddenly became confused.
And on April 4, 1983, Chen Xiaofei died.
He was dead.
If he was dead, what was the woman waiting for?
Could it be that he had come back to life?
Another possibility was that the woman had lied.
Fatty Zhang replied that there is a Zhangjia Village thirty miles east of the city.
Thinking that it was only thirty miles away, it wasn't too far, so I simply packed up my things and got ready to set off.
It was now close to twelve o'clock in the morning.
I took out a backpack.
I packed my backpack with glutinous rice, cinnabar and other things used to ward off evil spirits.
When I left the room, I thought that since I was going to Zhangjiacun, and what I said was so evil.
You should also bring a set of clothes with you.
After finishing these things, I told Gao Ling that I wanted to go back to my hometown to see my parents.
Gao Ling originally offered to drive me there, but I refused.
Gao Ling said fine, let me come here early.
I will take on a big business when I come back, and Gao Qing will also come today.
Because of my health, I will not be able to do it in a short time.
She will definitely not go back.
Then I can use her to help us make money.
Gao Ling smiled proudly as he spoke.
I said hello, and before leaving, I took another look at Gao Ling.
What Gao Ling just said about his body reminded me again.
He said he remembered that there was a dead man living inside his body.
Thinking of this, I suddenly felt uneasy.
Zhang Xun said that Gao Ling might harm me and asked me to stay away from Gao Ling.
Of course, I have not listened to Zhang Xun until now.
When I was about to go out, Gao Ling shouted at me, please be safe on the road, and I responded.
After going down the stairs, I spent a little more money and stopped a taxi on the road, asking him to take me to the countryside, and it only took thirty miles.
Usually there is an odometer on the car, so I was worried that there would be problems in this regard, so I negotiated the price with the driver and we set off.
In fact, thirty miles is really not that far.
It was just that the road was easy to walk at first, but then gradually became difficult to walk, so it took almost an hour.
I got off the car, paid, and the driver left.
To be honest, I was really a little scared when I was asked to go to Zhangjia Village alone.
I looked left and right, but I didn’t see any village.
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Damn it, is there anyone here?
Could it be that damn fat guy who tricked me?
Bar.
But when I turned around and looked around, I saw a dirt road winding downwards, with woods on both sides of the dirt road.
I was stunned for a few seconds when I looked at this mud road.
Because most rural areas now have village-to-village access, the mud roads have turned into cement roads.
But this road does not exist.
I thought to myself, this should be Zhangjiacun.
But it was not bad.
It wasn't raining and the road was dry, so it was easier to walk.
But I just walked less than a hundred meters inside and I fell to the ground
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