Chapter 56 third chapter

I hope you are still alive, I hope you are not a ghost, I hope you have left hell, I hope it is not in the millennium, I hope it is not alien life, I hope the earth is safe and sound. Thank you for coming to the underground world; thank you for opening this box; thank you for reading my life. My name is Luo Haoran, and this is my suicide note, written in the last few days of my life. Forty years ago, I was born in Beijing. My father was a senior cadre in the central government. Before I was born, he was overthrown by the rebels and deprived of all rights and benefits.The whole family moved from Beijing to Tangshan and lived in a military factory at the foot of the barren hills in the outskirts.I lived there for four years, with my parents and three older brothers, until my younger sister was born.

It was an unusually hot morning, and my sister, who was only one month old, was making noise all night. I couldn't sleep, so I walked to my mother's bedside.Under the dim light, I looked at the newborn baby girl in the swaddle, and touched her smooth face lightly. She looked like a mother—that was the first memory in my life.Immediately afterwards, I heard an extremely miserable howl of a wolf. My mother and I both looked out the window and saw a dazzling white light in the dark night. Seconds later, a major earthquake struck. When I woke up again, I only heard the cry of a baby.I scrambled up from the rubble, bleeding from top to bottom, but barely feeling pain.The entire military factory was turned into ruins, all the houses disappeared, and there were mutilated corpses everywhere.I walked in this hell in a daze, until under a strong beam, I found my sister's baby—she was still alive, in her mother's arms, crying with vitality.

In order to protect her sister, the mother pressed her tightly under her body, but she was crushed to death by the beam. I picked up my younger sister from her cold hands, and looked for my father and brothers unsteadily.Amid my sister's hoarse cries, I saw their bodies—the three brothers were all dead, and only my father was pressed to the ground, still breathing. Suddenly, there was another wolf howl from behind.I turned my head in a panic, and saw a wolf eating a corpse—wild wolves often appeared on that barren mountain, and occasionally children were dragged away and eaten by wolves. I heard that the military factory organization had hunted and killed them. here.

The wolf was biting the dead body frantically, and it may have been hungry for many days, but my legs were already stiff, and I didn't know where to escape.Until it raised its head, its eyes shone with faint green light—many years later, I would dream of going back to that early morning, back to that lonely wild wolf, looking into its eyes, and the moon in the sky that night . When the wolf came towards me, my sister stopped crying.It circled us, its huge tail sweeping the ground, emitting a hideous stench.It's gone, maybe it's full. After dawn, the People's Liberation Army came here, rescued my father under the rubble, and moved our family to a safe place.

So far, my mother and three older brothers are still buried in Tangshan's cemetery. My younger sister miraculously survived, and my father and I depended on each other for life.We were displaced in those days, moved from city to city, and I didn't start primary school until I was nine years old.Because there is no mother to take care of me, and my father never takes care of others, I can’t eat any good food. I am malnourished and thin, and I wear dirty old clothes all year round, and I am often bullied by other children.However, as long as anyone dares to bully my sister, I will rush forward and beat the other party recklessly, regardless of whether I will be beaten black and blue.I thought, on the night of the great earthquake, if there was no cry from my sister, I might never wake up again, and I would sleep forever.It was also I who hugged my sister out of the ruins, otherwise she would probably be eaten by wolves - I would never let her suffer a little bit of harm, seeing her is like seeing her mother's face, although in my memory there is only for a moment.

In the 1980s, under the care of senior leaders, my father returned to Beijing to resume his post as an official. Our family can be regarded as a red family. My grandfather participated in the May 4th Movement. He was responsible for the burning of the Zhaojialou. Later, as an underground party member, he was directly under the command of Zhou Enlai's Central Special Section. He lurked in the KMT secret service and provided a lot of important information. , had saved lives for several proletarian revolutionaries.The grandfather was betrayed after Gu Shunzhang's rebellion, and finally died in the Kuomintang prison.My father grew up in Yan'an, was sent to study in the former Soviet Union, and became a deputy ministerial cadre before the age of forty, all thanks to the repayment of those old people.

Since then, our family has lived a superior life. We can eat special food every day, have a special car to pick us up and go in and out, and have a special person to take care of our daily life.I was lucky enough to go to the best elementary school, and I skipped a grade in my second year to keep me from being too tall compared to my classmates - I also grew up, and I stood out from the crowd in junior high school, and many girls had a crush on me . But I never liked any girl because I have a sister. She was really, really charming.I watched her grow up little by little, from a cute girl to a young girl, and then to a charming woman.I think about protecting her all the time, for fear that she will encounter any danger, and even more afraid that she will be cheated by other men.She and I don't have a mother, and my father is busy with meetings or business trips all day long, and he doesn't have a chance to be with us. Almost as long as we are at home, it's just me and my sister.

I think, I like her, but I can't say it, it's such an embarrassing thing. In the year I graduated from university, my sister also entered the university.It was a nationally renowned key university. She had excellent grades and was beautiful, so she naturally became the focus of the school.I often go to school to look for her and look at her male classmates with defensive eyes. People who don't know will think that I am her boyfriend.Sometimes passing by the lake of the university, looking at the two shadows reflected on the water, they really look like a well-matched couple. But I didn't expect that my sister really had a boyfriend. It wasn't the male classmates I was wary of day and night, but a young man who worked in the university cafeteria.Not only me, but our father, as well as her teacher, strongly opposed her romance.However, the younger sister who has never really been in love is deeply infatuated with him.Under the pressure of his father, the school expelled the man, and the younger sister eloped with him.

My father and I used various methods to find her, until a year later, I saw her dead body by the sea in the south. It is said that the younger sister and the man wandered for a year, because they could not find a suitable job, the two were starving and cold, and their future was bleak.She dared not ask anyone for help, because once he was found out, her father would definitely notify the local police, arrest the two of them, and put the man in jail.In the end, the two desperate people committed suicide by jumping into the sea. I caressed my dead sister, caressing her pale face, skin softened by seawater, long black hair tangled with seaweed, and sent her into the crematorium with my own hands until her seductive body became a heap Bones and ashes.

I know it is impossible to fall in love with any woman in this life. Shortly after my sister died, my father passed away due to illness. His funeral was held in Babaoshan, and many important figures sent wreaths, but I did not shed a single tear. I did not work in a central ministry as my father arranged, but took my father's inheritance and opened an import and export trading company.In those days, as long as you had a little backstage background, you could easily make a lot of money. I completed the original accumulation within two years.In the process of dealing with different people, I became more and more ruthless. One day I was calling my brother at the wine table, and the next day I could make him bankrupt and go to jail for the purpose of embezzling his assets.

Ten years ago, I merged all industries into the Future Dream Group, and took advantage of the rising housing prices to acquire a large amount of land from local governments.Because of my family's special background, I never dared to let people know my details, and I hid behind the scenes in such a low-key manner that in the past ten years, except for group executives and a few employees at the headquarters, almost no one knew my name, and I never leaked it. My Photo. Four years ago, I bought the land of Future Dream Building. At that time, high-rise buildings had been built around it, but there was a large old residential area in the middle.Why do you have to choose here?What's more, it used to be a cemetery many years ago. Sorry, I have my reasons, this is the most important place in my life, and I want to take that reason to my grave. The demolition and construction lasted for a year, until the Future Dream Mall, office buildings, and five-star hotels opened at the same time. I moved the group headquarters here, and made my home in the presidential suite on the top floor.The executives of the group must think that I am a weirdo, who can't live in a villa in the suburbs worth hundreds of millions, and wants to live in a hotel suite in the downtown area. Because, I want to look out from the windows on the top floor every day, and look at the land below that has been covered with cement and asphalt, where there was a memory that I will never be able to erase. I hope to live here until the day I die. April 1.Sunday.Night, 22:19. the end of the world. Fate?I should have died in the Tangshan earthquake many years ago. I know that what is waiting for us is nothing but death, it's just that whoever dies is approaching, who can last longer.However, I want to live. I control the electrical system of the building, although there is not much diesel left, it can only last for a few days.I also tried to maintain good air so that the oxygen would not be exhausted too quickly, nor would the stench of corpses poison the living.But I don't want to be a leader, I just want to keep myself alive.Professor Wu naturally becomes the core, and there is also a talented novelist around. And I know I must die.Maybe a few days, maybe a week, but never more than a month.I despise myself deeply, and dare not look into my eyes every time I face the mirror, for fear of seeing ghostly green eyes.I knew I wouldn't live long, and those other survivors, too. When I saw that bear-like dog, I would think of the wilderness after the Tangshan earthquake, the wolf that ate human flesh in the ruins.There was a terrifying howl of wolves in my ears, passing through the city full of bones, to the mountains under the moonlight.For more than thirty years, that nightmare has never left me. At this moment, I am writing this suicide note, explaining my life and everything that happened underground in the end of the world.Would you believe this to be true?Or do you doubt the meaning of life because of this? If there is tomorrow? I have no idea. In the future, if there are survivors, whether it is a thousand years or ten thousand years later, or aliens visiting life, it will be discovered that deep in the dead ruins of the earth, there is still a tomb-like mansion buried.You carefully pass the stairs and go down to the fourth basement floor, and you will find a pile of rotten wreckage, and you will find a secret door leading to hell.Of course you have the skill to open this door and then come to you.When you are shocked by the scene of hell and the woman in the burning bullock cart, you will accidentally discover the secret behind the murals and discover this Pandora's box. If you have the courage to open it...and I have already turned into a ghost, hiding behind you, looking at you who are reading this suicide note.