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Memories of No Longer Silence Chapter 1

Memories of No Longer Silence Chapter 1

Quickly walking out of the funeral home, my mood was mixed, and the briefcase that I usually kept in my hand felt heavier than my heart at this moment, like it was carrying a weight.

I have to get out of here quickly, get back to the house quickly!

I was going to attend the funeral of a friend who I didn’t know very well. In terms of what people normally think of as “friendship”, in fact, he and I are not friends. I only know his name, and I don’t even know him. I don’t know his occupation, but I can only say that we can talk very well. If nothing happens to him, we should be able to become friends if we keep in touch.

The sky was dark today, with thick dark clouds pressing motionless overhead.

When I came here, I thought that my heart would not be touched. It was just normal for life, old, sick, and death. I am a relatively open-minded person, not to mention that this is a friend who has nothing to do with each other. But I was wrong, maybe I was infected by the atmosphere of the scene, maybe it was the black and white portrait hanging in front of the mourning hall.

His name is Xiao Qiang, and his age is always fixed at forty-two.

His expression on the portrait is stern and firm, with a high nose bridge, thick eyebrows like a sword, especially his eyes, which are still bright despite the photo. When I saw his face on the portrait, when I looked at him, I actually He shivered involuntarily, as if he had not left this world, and had been watching everyone who came to see him off.

Everyone saluted in front of the coffin one by one, no one spoke, only sad music was played, accompanied by mourning.

“My condolences, take care…”, placing the white bouquet in front of the coffin, I walked over to the woman who had been standing beside her, and said to her.

This is Xiao Qiang’s wife.

I have met his wife before, but I am definitely not this woman. Although I have only met her once, this woman is very different from the wife of Xiao Qiang in my impression.

She was wearing black clothes, with a small white flower pinned to her chest, carrying a black bag in her hand, and bowed her head in return to everyone who came to see her off.

She can’t be called beautiful, but the heroic spirit between her eyebrows is somewhat similar to that of her husband in the portrait, and her eyes are even more aggressive.

The woman looked up at me, a little surprised by her expression. Although her eyes were red, I could clearly feel that there was no trace of sadness.

I’m a journalist, and I’m good at eating, and I’m sure I’m not mistaken.

“Are you Chu Yue?” the other party asked flatly.

Her tone confirmed my guess. I have attended many funerals, and lost relatives, which one was not crying, which one was not crying, and now her husband is lying there, and she is so calm, I am still It was the first time I met him, and I couldn’t help but feel a bit of disgust at him.

“It’s me.” Of course, no matter how much I dislike it, I can’t show it. After all, this is someone else’s family matter. Maybe the two of them only have the name of husband and wife, and there is no reality of husband and wife?

I know that Xiao Qiang has never had children.

Xiao Qiang’s wife took out a thick black notebook from the black bag in her hand.

“Xiao Qiang asked me to hand it over to you, saying it was an agreement with you.” She handed the notebook to me.

My mind went blank for a moment.

Agreed? When did we have an agreement?

Xiao Qiang’s wife saw that I was in a daze, and pushed the notebook in front of me again. Only then did I wake up and hurriedly took it with both hands.

“Is he…” I held the notebook and didn’t know what to do. I wondered if Xiao Qiang or his wife had misremembered.

“It’s for you.” Xiao Qiang’s wife seemed a little impatient before I could ask.

Watching her go to meet the next see-off, I couldn’t keep asking, so I walked to the side angrily and joined the team of the see-off ceremony.

The lengthy ceremony finally came to an end, I quickly walked to a secluded corner, and then opened the notebook, and a piece of paper clipped on the title page slipped out, with a few lines written on it, the font was strong and powerful, and I remembered it. Xiao Qiang is the same.

“Chu Yue, you once asked me what I do. I’m sorry that the answer I gave you was vague, and it may have made you prejudiced against me. I admire you very much. Before I met you, I only knew about the pen. It’s for writing, but after I met you, I learned that the pen is the most powerful weapon.”

“Even if we hold the sharpest sword, we can’t cut through the layers of black umbrellas, but your pen can easily tear them apart, exposing the darkness to the blazing sun.”

“Without a single soldier, you can make those filthy invisible. With justice in your heart, your hand has endless power. You are a rare friend. In this diary, I record my day and night. , I can’t talk to anyone, it’s the only one I can talk to.”

“Everything I have, it knows.”

The inscription says, I want to put aside the lies and re-acquaint a friend with you.

It was like a thunderbolt rang out in my head.

Memories flooded in immediately, and then I remembered that a few years ago, before I met Xiao Qiang, I posted an article exposing the true face of the local real estate black businessman. attracted the attention of relevant departments.

Of course, my articles have also cut off some people’s money. My home has been splashed with feces, the tires of my car have been unloaded, and unidentified calls have been made one after another. Some threatened me, and some were willing to pay me to delete them. of.

I also thought about deleting the article at the time, after all, my life has been turned upside down since then.

After the director knew about it, he immediately summoned colleagues to stay in groups around my house every day, and drove away many people who wanted to trouble me. After the news spread, I received support and solidarity from everyone on the Internet. Spontaneous petition to escort me.

I was very moved, and since then, I will refuse any similar threats again, because I have the confidence.

In fact, those black businessmen are just some paper tigers, strong on the outside and strong on the other. If you show one point of weakness, he will show three points of strength to coerce you, but if you face them head-on and don’t back down, they will instead retreat.

Until now, I am still alive and well, and they have long since disappeared.

I met Xiao Qiang at a banquet at a relative’s house later. My deeds were often used by everyone as a talking point. He was full of praise for me. Later, I met several times on such occasions. When I was gossiping, I asked about his work, but he was reluctant to answer me directly.

The relatives on the side said loudly that he was idle, he was almost forty, and he was still hanging around in society, and he wanted to be a big reporter…

At that time, I saw that his face was flushed to the base of his neck, and he couldn’t even lift his head up.

I never like to expose the shortcomings of others, so I changed the subject and chatted with everyone about other things, and Xiao Qiang left without saying a word.

The last time I saw him was three years ago. He said that he was going to a faraway place. He mentioned to me about his work. It turned out that he was still brooding about it.

“I will definitely come back. When the time comes, I will tell you about my work generously.” Xiao Qiang had a smile on his face, very innocent, like a child.

I waved my hand and smiled back at him, “Okay, then I’ll wait for you to come back, you have to be the first to tell me.”

I only thought that he was going to look for a job in another place. At the time, I didn’t take it seriously, and I didn’t take it as an agreement at all.

And now, he’s back.

Lying back in that wooden box. And this matter, he has been hanging on his mind.

A sourness in my heart welled up in my throat, and the diary I was holding in my hand became much heavier. It was no longer just a diary, and it carried not only words, but a promise, a promise. And his life.

Carefully clipping this page back into the diary, I opened the first page of the diary, and with a feeling of guilt, I looked at the resolute handwriting like his.

“I know the rules, keeping a diary is not allowed, but I really need someone to talk to. I have always kept my mission in mind, my mission, and for many years I have been flogging myself and never made a mistake, this diary , treat it as a reward for yourself!”

After reading the first line of words, there was a chill on my back. Regulation? Whose rules? Keeping a diary is a normal thing, why did it become a reward for him to comfort himself?

“At least its mouth is stronger than the people around me.”

I closed the diary with a snap, so strong that my hands were shaking. This sentence gave me a feeling of empowerment. People who can’t even trust the friends around me will have a bad job. what does it look like?

Such a secret and important thing, he entrusted to me on his deathbed, that is, he had great trust in me, and I just met him by chance, he could not just give me his promise!

Are you kidding me? I don’t believe that a dying person would make such a joke with an irrelevant person. Forged? Even more impossible, the font in the diary is exactly the same as the piece of paper on the title page, and the content of the page was mentioned to me privately by him, and there was no third party at the scene.

his wife? impossible! No matter how much you don’t have feelings for your husband, you probably won’t have fun with others at her husband’s funeral!

My mind is spinning fast, excluding pranks and others, I mostly realize that the only thing I can arouse his good impression of me is I am the only one who can pierce the dark and dirty identity!

Is it…

The trembling of my hands has spread to my entire body, and I was startled by my own thoughts! Immediately stuffed the diary into my briefcase, tightened the zipper and squeezed it under my arm, as uneasy as carrying a jasper while walking down a dark avenue, I must hurry back to my place, I can’t wait Read the journal.

The real answer lies there.

I walked out of the funeral home quickly, feeling so excited in my life that I didn’t even have time to say hello to the host. It was already raining lightly in the sky, but I barely noticed it, just hurried across the road with my head down, protecting my briefcase.

Just as I was walking to the middle of the road, my neck suddenly tightened, and the back collar seemed to be pulled forcibly by something, and then I lost my balance and fell backwards.

The moment I fell, a van whizzed past my feet with the screeching brakes, and I even heard the panicked shouts of the driver in the cab.

The truck dashed a long distance before it stopped, and the driver stuck his head out to see that I was fine, so he scolded and started the truck to sway away. And I was half lying on the ground like a lost soul, watching the vans get further and further away.

It wasn’t until the truck disappeared that I slowly realized that someone pulled me to prevent me from being hit by the truck, and I slowly turned my head to look at the benefactor.

“Although there is a funeral home behind you, you can’t be in such a hurry to generate income for others…”