Even though Bohemia knew that she would probably need to complete a quest to get water, she still could not help but feel disappointed.
"I didn't even enter the house. How did I activate this stupid place?" She complained as she walked up the stairs and into the house. At this point, there was no point in circling the house or avoiding it. Her face was in the photo anyway, so she might as well go and see what was behind it.
Yuan Xiangxi followed her. After glancing at the photos, he pushed his hair to the back, revealing a delicate jaw and a pair of doe-like eyes. "Look, I looked like this when I got married."
"No one will marry you."
When she entered the hallway, Yuan Xiangxi was still standing at the entrance of the hallway, looking at the photos one by one without listening to her. "Well, our married life seems to be quite pleasant," he looked a little happy. "I knew I would be a good husband if I survived. Oh! Come and see, it's our first child. "
Bohemia's face almost fell to the ground. She walked back to him with heavy footsteps. "Who the hell has anything to do with you? Did you become so carefree after you died, or were you born with a brain defect?"
She didn't know where the wooden board came from, but it made a long, crooked sound. She looked down at the photos and saw that she was indeed holding a baby in her arms. She became even angrier. "How did I get a child? How do you know this is my first child? "
"There's a date and a note behind it," her husband reminded her patiently.
"... I can find it myself." Bohemia turned over the photos while grumbling. Sure enough, she saw a small line of words: "On the 15th of January, Bao'er was born."
They were "married" in 1973 and had their first child in 1974. Bohemia glanced around and found that the couple had two more children because they had nothing better to do. In one of the photos, the couple was holding a child each. The "Bao'er" was standing in front of their feet, holding a toy car in his hand and looking at the camera with a dull expression.
"Why do you spend your time having children instead of doing something serious?" she muttered.
Getting married and having children was the most inexplicable thing in the world. Why did they have children? What was the point of working for nothing after raising him? Unlike Puppeteer's puppets, he could order them around. He couldn't do what he wanted to do. Wouldn't it be suffocating to be stuck in one place?
Yuan Xiangxi excitedly looked at the photos on the round table and the photos hanging on the wall. He found a few photos of "Bao 'er". After putting the photo back, he stood on the stairs and thought for a while. Suddenly, he said softly, "I want to look for our photo album or something …"
"Their, their album." Bohemia was so hungry that she did not have the energy to lecture him. "Are you addicted?"
"Our faces appeared on the picture. The picture also introduced the history of this family … … this history might be very important in solving this instance dungeon."
Bohemia was not used to it when he was not in a daze. Moreover, every time Yuan Xiangxi frowned slightly like a lost animal, it was hard to reject his request. "Go ahead. I'm going to see if I can leave just like that."
Although the possibility of returning to the main road without a hitch was not high, but … what if?
"You're too optimistic."
"It's none of your business."
It was still a sunny afternoon outside. The heat of the sun did not diminish at all. The shadows of the trees were frozen on the ground. Only the shadows of the clouds swam slowly on the ground. Like a wisp of ink gradually spreading in the water, they drifted away in the bright sunlight in a flash. The weather was so comfortable, but she had to pretend to be a husband and wife with a living ghost and endure hunger to clear the instance dungeon. There might be fish in the pond …
When she passed by the pond, she kept glancing at the water as she walked, trying to find the shadow of a fish swimming in the green water. Perhaps she was too focused on looking for the fish, when she stopped and looked up, she found that she had returned to the front of the house.
"You're back so soon?" After she opened the door, Yuan Xiangxi's voice came from the living room.
"I can't get out of here," Bohemia sighed. "The furthest I can go is to the pond, but I can't get out." This probably meant that this was indeed a pocket dimension, and it had not grown into an apocalyptic world. As a living ghost, Yuan Xiangxi might have a chance to get out, but she did not plan to remind him. If she could not get out, he would have to stay with her and solve the instance dungeon.
The old house creaked, and Yuan Xiangxi's head appeared at the door of the living room. He looked around but did not know what he was looking for. He turned around and asked, "Do you want to look for the photo album together?"
"I don't want to see the photos of your married life." Bohemia shuffled upstairs. "I want to see if there are any clues on the second floor."
This pocket dimension was as lazy as this afternoon. Other than showing them in the photos, the pocket dimension seemed to be too lazy to do anything else. When she walked through the window under the sunlight, Bohemia did not feel nervous at all. Instead, she felt that even the house was stretched by the sunlight.
The master bedroom was neat and tidy. Although it was covered with a layer of dust, there was not even a comb that was thrown on the table or a shirt that was hung on the chair. It was as if the room had been specially arranged for people to visit. Bohemia did not care about that. She pulled the drawers, opened the wardrobe doors, and poked her head through them. In less than ten minutes, the bedroom seemed to have been robbed by the flying clothes.
In the drawer of the dresser, she found a thick diary. No matter how she thought about it, she felt that it was a necessary clue.
"I hate a pocket dimension where I have to do homework …"
Bohemia hugged the diary and sat down against the headboard. Her foot injury had just healed, so she could rest on the bed. The afternoon sun shone into the room, illuminating the pale red diary. The window curtain gently fluttered against her shoulder.
"I'm so happy." Even the handwriting was her own, which looked very strange. "Every day when I open my eyes, I see the person I love the most in the world lying beside me … I didn't know that life after marriage could be so happy! There's nothing better than marrying him in the world. "
Who said so? Roast chicken was much better.
"I'm too shy. This morning, he suddenly hugged me in the bathroom. It scared me. Even though we're married, my heart still beats fast when I see his face in the mirror … I can't tell you how much I like him. If I tell you, I'll explode from embarrassment! "
Yuan Xiangxi was quite good-looking, Bohemia thought reluctantly.
The next few pages were filled with the same style of infatuated confessions. The mistress did not write much at one time, at most a few lines. However, she would write a paragraph every few days. The rosy sweetness almost seeped into the air. Bohemia hurriedly flipped through the pile of wedding speeches. Her eyes flickered on a piece of paper.
"I'm pregnant."
There were only four words, not even an exclamation mark. Bohemia turned around and found that the diary was written at the beginning of 1974, just nine months before Bao Er was born.
"I'm going to give birth to my first child with the person I love so much. It seems like I'll be very happy …" She stared at the yellowed page for a long time and sighed with emotion. The "happiness" before the apocalypse, was it even happier than happiness?
She was about to continue reading when she heard Yuan Xiangxi's voice, "Are you in the bedroom?"
Bohemia's heart skipped a beat. She hurriedly stuffed the diary under the quilt.
"What's wrong?" She rubbed her hair, hoping to smooth it as much as possible. When she looked around again, she was shocked to realize how messy the room was. She quickly jumped off the bed and ran out of the room, closing the bedroom door behind her. When she turned around, she saw Yuan Xiangxi standing on the stairs.
The sunlight that shone through the window almost shone through his smooth skin. Bright and cheerful dust particles floated in the air like many elves, singing softly beside his ears and hair.
"No wonder Wei Xing couldn't forget about me even before he died."
"You look a little weird." As soon as Yuan Xiangxi spoke, the elves stopped singing. "Hmm … as if I've been caught in the act."
"Be serious. What's the matter?"
"I found the album," he said admiringly. "There are so many of them. How much did they love taking photos … But I'm really photogenic. "
"Be serious!"
"Oh." Yuan Xiangxi tucked his long hair behind his ears, revealing his pinkish white ears that made people want to bite them. "I realized that there aren't many photos of Bao Er."
"So what?"
"I found more than 20 albums. Can you imagine that? This family took less than 10 years to take more than 20 albums!" Glancing at Bohemia's face, he quickly waved his hand. "Anyway, it's like this … I saw that Bao Er was only four or five years old at most in the photos outside. It's a little strange. Their third child was born in the seventh year of their marriage, which means that the family was still fine at that time. Then why … "
"Get to the point." Bohemia didn't know why she felt a little guilty. She walked down the stairs and urged him.
"I thought that maybe there weren't enough seats outside, so the rest of Bao Er's photos were in the album. I flipped through many, many photos … I even remembered the location of the mole on your neck. "
"Don't look at unimportant things!" Bohemia felt her face was burning. "What does it have to do with that Bao Er?"
"It's strange. Your photo is on almost every page, but Bao 'er's photo is very rare after she's five years old … After she's six years old, there's not a single photo at all," Yuan Xiangxi murmured. "I think … Did she die when she was six years old?"
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