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Stepping on the dry leaves, basking in the moonlight, and accompanied by a beautiful figure, I felt a sense of harmony in the scene. With Faye by my side, I had some thoughts two years ago, but now, there was nothing but friendship between us.
I finally understood the struggles of Second Uncle, who had never settled down. I had known for a long time that Uncle was involved in underground activities. Second Uncle's personality was optimistic; sometimes flamboyant and sometimes unreliable. Yet it was precisely this nature that made him feel approachable and easy to get along with.
I didn't know whether Uncle and Aunt were involved in those activities; I didn't ask at the time because they were usually busy with their own work. However, regardless of their involvement, they couldn't just eliminate everyone. Little Yu was only eight years old, still at an innocent age. She clearly knew nothing but was still implicated.
Perhaps Second Uncle had anticipated such events from the beginning. No matter how my dad and Uncle tried to persuade him, he had no thoughts of settling down. I remember he often said that since you all have families, our Feng Family has already carried on the lineage. I am used to freedom; does it really matter if I settle down?
I still remember how every time Second Uncle said this, Uncle and my dad would be left speechless, ultimately having to let him be.
Am I also destined to follow in Second Uncle's footsteps? Now that the Feng Family has only me left as its heir, I do not want to extinguish our lineage. But is settling down truly a good thing?
Home means responsibility!
I cannot guarantee that my wife and children will be safe every time I go out. Even though there are formations in place, they cannot stay home all the time. I know very well that my enemies are powerful; I cannot afford any weaknesses or gamble with others' lives. Perhaps one day, when everything is resolved, if I am fortunate enough to survive, I will choose an ordinary life and live a simple existence...
But in the end, can one really survive?
No, given my current abilities, I cannot guarantee that I will still be alive in the end. But I will do my best to survive!
"Feng, when we return, will you stay?"
I paused for a moment before sighing and replied, "No."
Rophie seemed a bit disappointed as the evening breeze lifted her hair, strands fluttering in the wind.
"I have very important matters to attend to, so it may take a long time before I can return."
Rophie did not ask what those matters were but looked up at me and asked, "How long?"
I thought about it—how long? Who could say for sure... The path to immortality is fraught with difficulties; the world is vast, and that thing called Divine Sign is elusive. The hidden organization has probably been searching for thousands of years, passing from one generation to another without finding it! Life is short; if it were before, I would have wanted to live a simple life.
But now that so much has happened, it's not something I can just stop if I want to. Moreover, I do not wish to stop. Even if I'm left alone with nothing to show for it, I won't regret this decision. Unless I'm too old to move anymore, I will continue searching for immortality and seeking the Divine Sign. I want to see what this thing that has harmed generations truly is!
The thought lasted only a moment before I replied, "It could be a few years, or maybe ten or twenty years, or perhaps a lifetime..."
Rophie exclaimed, "What could possibly take that long!?"
"Just consider it that I've suddenly become interested in history," I smiled and looked up at the starry sky, saying, "Although it hasn't been long, I seem to have grown fond of this kind of life. It’s painful yet thrilling; the world is vast and full of wonders, and I just want to see as many extraordinary things as possible."
"What about your family? Are you just going to ignore them?" Rophie looked up at me, her eyes filled with concern.
I was taken aback for a moment, struggling internally. Then I forced a bitter smile and said, "What family is there anymore..."
"You..." Rophie hesitated.
"There's nothing that can't be said," I continued walking forward, speaking calmly. "After a shipwreck, I'm the only one left in my family."
"Ah!" Rophie gasped, covering her mouth in disbelief. "I'm sorry, I didn't know about this..."
"It's fine." I took a deep breath. "I've long since moved on from that."
Seeing Rophie still looking distressed and upset, I couldn't help but smile lightly and said, "We've long passed the age of being naive. I know what to do; I will live well!" Live to catch the murderer! Live to avenge Uncle and the others!
"By the way, tell me about your situation too. Although it's late to ask now, it's been so long since we last met. How have you been?"
"What's there to say? Life has been pretty mundane."
"Isn't a mundane life bad?"
"It's not bad; it’s just sometimes feels boring. That's why we occasionally organize trips together. But who would have thought this time would be so crazy? Compared to what happened at my home..." Rophie suddenly stopped, looking helpless. "I've already moved out for quite some time; no one is at home anymore. I don't even know what it's like now."
Rophie's parents work abroad and rarely come home. She chose to study at home because she didn't want to go overseas, but who would have expected such an incident to happen downstairs? It made her afraid to return to her neighborhood, so she had to rent a place outside.
"Feng, you said you've seen ghosts; is that true?" Rophie looked at me with a complex expression.
I had already told her about it before, so there was no need to deny it now. I nodded.
"So, what do ghosts really look like? Why do they exist in this world?"
"That's exactly why I want to keep exploring; maybe I'll find the reason, or maybe I'll never know." This statement is true; it seems there are too many mysteries in this world, and my curiosity has been thoroughly piqued!
"Alright." Rophie lowered her head, seemingly lost in thought.
"Tell me about the situation in the house downstairs." There was no sound around, and it seemed unlikely that we would find any food tonight. Although, I had prepared myself mentally for Rophie wanting to come along from the very beginning.
Rophie nodded, as if organizing her thoughts. After a while, she said, "After you moved away, I went abroad for a while. And you know, I don't know anyone in the neighborhood; everyone usually keeps their doors closed, so I didn't pay attention to who lived where. On the night I returned to the country, I heard strange noises coming from downstairs. It sounded like a fight, followed by a woman crying, which made me even more certain that they were fighting."
"It didn't concern me, so I didn't pay much attention. But for several days in a row, it was like that every day. I started to wonder; they can't be fighting every day, right? One day, I noticed that the peephole on their door was broken, so I mustered up the courage to take a look. Unfortunately, all I saw was a sea of red; it was a mess inside, and I didn't see anyone. Later, I heard people say that no one had lived there for a long time..."
"So, you think it's haunted?" I asked.
"What else could it be?" Rophie countered.
Suddenly, an idea struck me. "You said you saw a sea of red through the peephole?"
Rophie nodded. I asked again, "Were all the things you saw red?"
Rophie nodded again and thought for a moment before saying, "It seemed like everything was red... Why?"
"Although I don't want to think this way," I stroked my chin thoughtfully, "if some female ghosts have deep-seated grievances, then their eyes are likely to be red..."
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