Abyss Notes [Unlimited]

wrong.Not here.

Leaning against the door that had just closed, Yu Zhou's instinct to foresee danger made Yu Zhou hold his breath.

——This is not the family he visited for half a month.

He entered the wrong door.

Yu Zhou is good at picking locks and picking doors.

Ever since he was a child, he has been mixed with people of all schools and schools, and Yu Zhou is a well-known gentleman in this industry - he is sure to hit his shots and never misses.Most of the old neighborhoods were ordinary tumbler locks, and his skills were more than enough to deal with these iron generals.

It's just that the complex structure of this community is too old and too old, and the power outage in the entire area due to the storm tonight.Yu Zhou worked in the dark and pried it wrong.

The room was pitch black, and lightning flashed outside the window.The room was empty, with nothing in it.

This is by no means the home of the young lawyer Yu Zhou was eyeing.

By pretending to be a courier, Yu Zhou met the young man face to face.Although the young man's house is small, it is well-furnished and well-organized. He and his girlfriend decorate the house every festival, with warm lights shining through the windows.Of course Yu Zhou wasn't jealous, but he was really impressed by these.

The house in front of me was as dull as if no one had ever lived in it.In the center of the living room is an open suitcase with sundries in it.

In line with the principle that once a shot is never in vain, Yu Zhou turned on the flashlight.

A few change notes, two convenience store sandwiches, and a leather notebook.Yu Zhou picked up the notebook and flipped through it, but the pages were so tightly glued that he couldn't open it.Spitting inwardly, he threw away the notebook and copied the change and sandwiches into his bag.

Something hit the ground with a very soft sound.Yu Zhou turned his head and looked deep into the house.

The bedroom door was ajar, and some light could be seen faintly inside.The light was constantly flowing and flickering, as if it was about to expand and explode from the door.

For no reason, Yu Zhou's hair stood on end.

Something terrible, something he couldn't handle, was hiding behind the bedroom door.

Running downstairs, a thunder just exploded on the zenith.Yu Zhou looked up, the dark window was quiet in the rainy night.

After leaving the house, his beating heart slowly stabilized.Running too fast, Yu Zhou was afraid that he might miss something in that weird house, after checking, he found a leather-covered notebook in his backpack.

The brown cover of the notebook is dilapidated and rough. It seems to be sealed with glue and cannot be opened.Yu Zhou didn't know when he took this weird thing away, passed by the trash can, and threw it in.

The torrential downpour of rain dominated the city.

On the way home, he bought strawberry cake and cold medicine, Yu Zhou shrank through the night rain, and returned to the small house in the small house before 12 o'clock.

The light cords swayed in the wind, and the windows that hadn't been repaired were rustled by the wind and rain.Yu Zhou lightly turned on the small lamp, and his sister was awakened by the light, rubbing her eyes and reaching out her hands to him.

Yu Zhou hugged her in his arms and kissed her reddened face.

"Jiujiu, come, celebrate your birthday." Yu Zhou showed her a small piece of strawberry cake as bright as a treasure, and put a "4" candle on the cake.

Jiujiu was so happy that his eyes lit up, he looked left and right, and suddenly asked: "Is this also stolen?"

"D-Of course not." Yu Zhou's ears were burning, and he hurriedly put half of the strawberry on top of the cake into Jiu Jiu's mouth, "Is it delicious?"

After eating the cake and taking the medicine, Jiu Jiu fell asleep contentedly, but Yu Zhou suffered from insomnia.

The house leaked air and water, and it took a long time to catch a cold that caused the fever.And this simple shelter did not belong to them at all: this area has long been uninhabited, and the old building has been demolished in half, leaving only ruins.

The basement is where homeless people live, and the ground is a hut that leaks from wind and rain.Reluctant to live in the basement for a long time, the homeless cleared out this small space for the siblings. Most of the things they sat, slept in and used at home were picked up by the siblings.

He was in a daze on the bed, and suddenly looked at the window.Thunder roared outside, and black shadows slid across the glass, but they looked like tree shadows.

Yu Zhou rubbed his eyes, turned on the phone that had been shut down, and listened to the radio to pass the sleepless time.

In the wind and rain, even the broadcast was intermittent: "...this city...the fourth trap...the number of missing...four people...the search and rescue is still in progress..."

The next day was finally sunny, and things related to search and rescue continued to be broadcast on the radio.

Yu Zhou has no interest in all this, so he takes Jiu Jiu, who has subsided his fever, to the park to play.

The lawn is full of parents walking their children, and the children are jumping and laughing like quails, making endless troubles.Yu Zhou sat aside blankly, feeling a little worried: Jiu Jiu should be going to kindergarten, but he has no money, and Jiu Jiu has no household registration.

Someone came over, and Yu Zhou subconsciously pulled up the hood of his hoodie to cover his face.Unexpectedly, the man just pointed to his side: "You dropped something."

Yu Zhou looked down, and at his feet was the familiar brown notebook again.

Instinct reminded him: don't touch.Yu Zhou looked around, the summer park was bustling, nothing unusual.

He kicked the notebook into the grass with his toe, thought about kicking again, and the notebook fell into the bushes, completely out of sight.

Jiu Jiu ran towards him, holding a small bottle in his hand. "Here you are!" She smiled happily, her face covered with sweat.

The black glass bottle was faintly transparent. Facing the light, it could be seen that there was a liquid like water in the bottle, and a black thing was immersed in the liquid, motionless.Like a fish, like a gecko.

Yu Zhou: "Who gave it to you?"

Jiu Jiu: "Uncle."

Yu Zhou: "Which uncle?"

Jiujiu pointed behind him: "The uncle who took us to eat French fries before."

Behind Yu Zhou is a low and gentle grassy slope with a few pine trees growing vigorously.Under the pine tree farthest from him was a shadowy figure, waving at him.

Yu Zhou broke out in a cold sweat, picked him up for a long time and ran away.

"Uncle" is Yu Zhou's ex-boyfriend, who disappeared a year ago and has not been heard from since.

When the city started sprinkling huge hollows known as "sinks" one after another, "Big Uncle" disappeared.His name and photo appeared in the list of missing persons, and Yu Zhou saw it on the TV on the street.

It was only then that he realized that this person used a false identity and a false name to communicate with him.

The feelings couldn't be said to be particularly deep, Yu Zhou just felt a kind of anger at being fooled and deceived, but thinking that this person was dead, followed by a emptiness with nowhere to put it.

No decent person would be willing to have a good relationship with a thief like Yu Zhou, Yu Zhou understood.But people always have blind confidence in their own luck, "he is different to me", "I am special to him".

The man liked suits and ties, and was always dressed meticulously, exactly the same as the figure he saw when he turned around.

It's just the thing standing under the pine tree waving at him, with only half of its face rotten.

After running for a long distance, Yu Zhou put down Jiu Jiu out of breath.I didn't know what happened for a long time, so I shook his arm: "Let's run again."

Yu Zhou responded angrily: "You are too heavy to run."

The two sat by the river in a daze, bored after sitting for a long time, picking up waste paper by the river to make a boat.

The river is dirty and full of scum.The rubbish pushed down from the upstream is stranded on the shore, layer upon layer, and the sun is hot and emits a stench.Yu Zhou and Jiu Jiu folded a few paper boats and put them in the water.The boat was half-floating and half-sinking, and it was going down the same black and smelly river.

"Where do they go?" Jiu Jiu asked.

"The sea." Yu Zhou said, "Or just disappear."

Jiu Jiu asked again: "Where did the disappearing things go?"

Yu Zhou pinched her small face: "To disappear means to disappear, to disappear."

Puzzled for a long time: "Is there always a place to go?"

Yu Zhou thought to himself, things that disappear without a sound are often things that no one needs.No one needs them, and no one cares where they end.

He glanced at the end of his eyes, and suddenly found that the small black bottle was still in the pocket of Jiujiu's clothes.

Yu Zhou doesn't believe in ghosts and gods, nor does he believe in evil spirits, but the strange notebook, the black bottle, and his ex-boyfriend who is rotten and can walk independently all make him at a loss.

"Put this thing away," he said.

He tugged at the corner of his clothes for a long time.Following the child's gaze, a figure stood precariously on the deserted bridge.The man was completely rotten, his flesh and flesh were loose and loose, fluttering in the wind.

He raised his hand again to wave at the siblings, the bones in his arm were white, reflecting the sunlight.

Although Yu Zhou's family is destitute, there is still one thing in the world that he is most nervous about.

Tired and frightened, he cursed with his tongue shaking, and immediately ran with his arms in his arms.Jiujiu smiled happily in his arms, and waved goodbye to the figure on the small bridge.

This is already the outskirts, and there are few people there. After running out for a long time, it started to rain again.

Autumn in the city is rainy, windy and eventful.Yu Zhou lay down in the abandoned bus shelter for a long time.There is no such strange figure in the way, but Yu Zhou has a knot in his heart, and he can't calm down.

The rain was strong and the wind was strong, and the two of them were drenched.Trembling in his arms for a long time, Yu Zhou remembered that there was a coat in his backpack, and hurriedly unzipped the chain to look for it.

Something fell out of the bag and hit Yu Zhou's feet.

Brown leather cover, still that weird notebook.

Yu Zhou was taken aback: This note was actually opened.

The wind blew the paper, and a few lines of scribbled black ink emerged on the old paper.Yu Zhou knelt on the ground, completely attracted by the handwriting, lowered his head subconsciously, and couldn't help rubbing his red eyes.

The light dimmed.

The rain on his hair condensed into drops and fell on the paper, just soaking the word "Yuan".

"Jiujiu, have you ever touched this book?" Yu Zhou asked.

No one answered, there was a chuckle in the wind.

Yu Zhou was still trying his best to read the words on the paper, and he swept his hands around him - but found nothing.

What I encountered was not the cold seats and concrete floor of the bus shelter, but rough mud, grass roots and stones.

Yu Zhou's mind was blank: "Jijiu?"

He raised his head and realized that there was a gloomy and thick fog in front of him, and he was in a dark place.The evil wind rolled the pines like thunder.

"——Jiujiu?!" Yu Zhou was so panicked that his voice broke.

A wind lantern was lit in the fog, and several figures were standing or standing, and the shadows were blurred by the fog, shaking violently.The person holding the lantern raised his hand to beckon Yu Zhou: "You are here."

Before Yu Zhou could see the situation in front of him clearly, a fist suddenly hit him diagonally.He lost his head and was stepped on his head and fell to the ground.

"The next person you're talking about is him, right?" The man restraining him was a big man, his voice was rough, and Yu Zhou's head hurt from stepping on him, "Are you sure you kill him, so we can get out of this wretched place?"

--------------------