Chapter 1546 He Became Stronger and Bald

"Little Connie, you must go to the outside world to see and meet people outside."

"why?"

"Because the outside world is far more interesting than the tribe, and the people outside... are also more interesting."

"But... I'm afraid I might get lost."

"Don't be afraid, one day, you will meet the person who can always help you find the way. At that time, you must hold on to him tightly."

"Why? Is he a thief?"

"Haha... yes, it's a thief, a thief who steals his heart."

...

The cold moonlight was divided into gentle and fine lines by the windows, falling on the ground covered with broken porcelain.

Connie seemed to see the grandmother who was sitting by the window holding her, talking to her about the outside world, and counting the stars.

She hadn't found the person who always helped her find her way, but her grandmother was gone.

The pieces of broken porcelain all over the floor were so sharp that the warm and elegant appearance of this room could no longer be seen. The gang of robbers looted everything that could be taken away.

Connie walked to the broken wardrobe, bent down and tried to pick up a piece of porcelain that was slightly intact, but her eyes fell on the piece of cloth that protruded from the bottom of the wardrobe with a tiny corner.

"This is?" Connie stretched out her hand to hold the corner of the gray piece of cloth with some doubts, lifted the wardrobe and pulled out the piece of cloth.

Dust rose, and on an irregular strip of cloth, two lines of words were scrawled in dark red blood, and the faint smell of blood had not completely dissipated.

But at this moment, Connie didn't care about these things at all, and stared fixedly at the words written on the cloth, her eyes were full of shock and disbelief.

"Connie, stay away from Ferdinand, stay away from him! Go, go away, don't come back to this place again!"

Although the handwriting was illegible, Connie could tell at a glance that it was her grandmother's handwriting.

The blood soaked the cloth, what made the normally calm grandmother leave such a line of words on the cloth as her last words in such panic.

Connie looked at the line and suddenly fell into great fear.

Pei Dinan... her brother, her dearest brother in this world.

But now grandma wants her to stay away from him, far away from the Fake tribe, why is that?

What kind of deep meaning is hidden in this sentence?

Why did the grandmother keep her away from her brother?

Connie didn't know the answer. Seeing the dark red handwriting, her body became colder and colder.

She ran out of the twilight forest with great effort, and ran to the city of chaos with one breath. She fell down countless times and wanted to fall asleep forever. Her only belief was to survive and come back to save her brother after becoming stronger.

Now she has become strong, and with the help of her friends, she returned to the tribe and the palace again.

She may be only one step away from rescuing her brother.

But here she found the last words left by her grandmother.

In this world, there is no one who treats him better than his grandmother. Even his father and mother still don't treat her like his grandmother.

So she couldn't ignore this suicide note, which was written especially for her.

"By the way, a diary! Grandma's diary!!!" Connie suddenly remembered an important clue. Grandma has the habit of keeping a diary. From the time she kept a diary, she noticed that her grandmother occasionally kept a diary. Find information about it.

"Her diary..." Connie looked around the room, and quickly walked to the place where the wooden bed was originally placed. There was a different sound, and the sharp nails stretched out halfway, directly hooking up the wooden board.

Under the wooden board is a small dark compartment, inside which are three thick dark yellow parchment booklets, wrapped with fine silk and satin outside.

"Not found!" Connie looked happy, and carefully took out the three thick diaries from the hidden compartment. When she was a child, she saw her grandmother pick and place these diaries, but she never let her see what was written inside. What.

The blood book left by her grandmother made her lose her ability to think for a while, and she didn't know what to do.

If she did nothing, her brother could be executed tomorrow.

But she believed that her grandmother would never harm her. When the riot broke out, she still wanted to leave her this blood letter. There must be her purpose, or what she saw and knew, and wanted her to avoid it. .

She had to find the answer, otherwise she couldn't convince herself to just leave and watch her brother be executed.

The three parchment diaries are very heavy and numbered in chronological order.

Connie picked up the diary numbered 1, sat cross-legged by the window, and opened the first page.

A line of words was written in childish handwriting on the title page: "Father said: memories will fade, but words can be preserved for a long time."

Connie remembered that her grandmother had said the same thing to her, and she persisted in keeping a diary for three days, ending in laziness.

Grandmother's diary had been in the habit longer than Connie thought, starting at about the age of six.

The diary at the beginning wrote some of her experiences and records in the tribe. As the eldest lady of a big clan family in the Fak tribe, she lived a life without worrying about food and clothing since she was a child.

However, the repetitive rhythm of life, the unchanging tribe, and the grand ceremony, after appearing many times in the diary, began to make people feel boring.

And all this changed when she was thirteen years old.

That year, the grandmother, who was tired of staying in the tribe, chose to run away from home one night and left the tribe.

In the vast twilight forest, the air seems to be sweeter than in the canyon.

Then……

She is lost.

She, who never left the tribe, got lost in the Twilight Forest.

A young and beautiful girl, unarmed, was the most attractive food no matter where she was in that chaotic era.

In desperation, he came.

That was the first time she saw him, and with a simple and neat move, he easily dealt with those scary guys surrounding her.

But before she had time to thank him, he had already left.

His hair was still very long back then, with a thin figure, slightly curly long brown hair, and melancholy eyes that made people feel distressed, but they were as deep and charming as the starry sky.

After that, it was many years of following.

She embarked on a journey to find him, but it was always difficult for her to see him even though he was nearby.

But every time he lost his way and wanted to cry, he would appear inadvertently, and then led her out with a look of disgust, sent her to a place with people, and then disappeared again.

From those playful and cheerful words, Connie seems to be able to see the girl who is happy because of meeting again, and see the girl who is depressed because of parting again.

Later, he became stronger and stronger, and his hair gradually became thinner.

He has a nickname: "No Publisher."

"Master!"

Connie was so shocked that she almost threw the diary out!