I got home from work in the evening and saw the empty house. Then I happily turned on the TV and sat cross-legged on the sofa.
Usually, this soft sofa didn't have a place for me. My parents and Oliva would sit on it after dinner, watch TV, and chat. I could only sit on a hard wooden stool.
I filled the table with junk food, enjoying myself.
While I was eating potato chips, my cell phone rang.
The caller ID showed it was Oliva.
I frowned.
According to the memory of my previous life, we arrived at the foot of Winding Mountain on the afternoon of Independence Day. I suggested resting in a hotel for one night before going into the mountain the next day.
But Oliva couldn't wait to do a live stream. She insisted on going on that day.
After walking for a few hours, she didn't see anything. With a poor signal, we found an open space and set up a tent to rest as it got dark.
"Given the time, it seems that something unexpected has happened now. Why is Oliva calling me?"
"Could it be that they didn't encounter a black bear?"
Curiously, I answered the call.
"Aleah... I..." The words on the cell phone were intermittent. I didn't get what she had said before she hung up.
