Chapter 65: Another Me in the Head
Han Fei didn't help Ku with any tasks, so he was very surprised when he heard the prompt sound in his mind.
All things are difficult at the beginning. The painful experiences in the past made him extremely closed-minded. Han Fei felt that he was one of the most difficult neighbors to "conquer", but unexpectedly, after actually getting to know him, Han Fei found that crying was not as scary as he appeared.
The ghosts in this world still have a hint of human warmth.
"I will try to find a way to make crying turn into smiling."
After making this decision, Han Fei suddenly found himself in a very good mood.
He couldn't believe it. Now he no longer thought about the boring and depressing things in real life. He felt satisfied just because his relationship with his neighbors had improved.
"Have I neglected too many things in the past? Isn't it the reason why I wanted to be a comedian in the first place to make others smile?"
“My dream has never changed, but on the road to achieving this dream, I became more and more miserable, and eventually I even lost my smile.”
Han Fei turned his head and glanced at Room 1034, which was covered with talismans. He felt a little confused.
"Why do I feel pain on the real stage, but feel satisfied in this apartment full of dead people, even though I am bringing happiness to others?"
In the past, Han Fei was busy making money, appearing on camera, and doing shows, and he had never thought about these things seriously.
"Is it just because of the threat of death?"
He looked at the eerie corridor, recalling every neighbor he had met.
These people are not perfect. They either have physical or memory defects. Han Fei wants to survive better in the apartment building. The best way is to heal the pain of his neighbors and help them regain their missing humanity.
"In a sense, this seems to be a healing game."
Han Fei had been in the game for a long time today. He knew that the corridor was not safe, and was about to go back when the door of Room 1031 suddenly opened.
"Come here quickly." Old lady Meng Shi appeared at the door: "Did something happen to you? Try not to stay in the corridor!"
The old lady's tone was just like she was talking to her disobedient child. When she saw Han Fei standing in the corridor, she quickly pulled Han Fei into her room and asked, "Why did you go to room 1034 again? Didn't I tell you that room was dangerous?"
He was kind and concerned, and his words sometimes even sounded like nagging. Han Fei hadn't heard such a caring voice for a long time.
"I felt something was wrong when I heard the door across the street open, so I stood guard at the door, worried that someone would run in again." Meng Shi's house was full of red candles. She was afraid of the ropes after being bitten once, and she was on guard all the time, crying: "You are so brave, child. Others are avoiding it, but you still run in? Are you trying to save your life?"
Hearing what Meng Shi said, Han Fei didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Grandma, crying isn't actually a pure evil."
Han Fei told the old lady about Ku's life story and everything that happened to him before his death. After listening to him, the old lady had a complicated expression and was silent for a long time before she spoke: "This child is indeed pitiful, but he is different from us after all. He is a ghost."
Meng Shi treated Han Fei as his own, but said that crying was a ghost.
"Grandma, don't you have any impression at all?" Under the light of the red candle, Han Fei hesitated for a long time, but finally chose to ask.
"What impression?" Meng Shi didn't know what Han Fei was talking about.
"Actually..." Han Fei clenched his hands and looked at the old woman's face. In the end, he did not avoid the question any more: " Grandma, you and Chenchen died ten years ago..."
Before Han Fei finished speaking, most of the red candles in the room went out.
In the dim firelight, Meng Shi's body was trembling slightly. She leaned on the dining table: "What nonsense are you talking about?"
"In the refrigerator corpse case ten years ago, a mother knew that her adopted son had committed murder. In order to give the child a chance to surrender, she secretly hid the body."
"I know, I know this..."
"The mother wanted to give her child a week, but before the week was up, the mother and her grandson were killed. Their bodies were found in a container in a cold store." Han Fei spoke very quickly: "The murderer did not stop after killing the mother and child. If he is not caught sooner, more people will die."
All the red candles in the room were extinguished, and the temperature in the room was getting lower and lower. This chill was different from the coldness in other rooms. It was more like being locked in a freezer, as if the blood vessels and heart in the body were freezing.
In the darkness, Meng Shi was shaking more and more violently, and a face began to vaguely appear at the back of her head.
Han Fei did not expect that his few words would cause such a big change. He did not run away in fear, but held Meng Shi's cold hand tightly: "Forgiveness will not make the murderer repent, he will only become more violent and hurt more people!"
Two terrifying arms quickly stretched out from behind the old man’s head, and a monster seemed to want to drill out of the old man’s head!
"That devil with blood on his hands may have set his sights on other children. The happy family has been cut into pieces by the knife. We must catch the murderer as soon as possible!"
The temperature in the room dropped to freezing point, and the once cozy little house was now in a mess.
The old woman's body was shaking violently. She was enduring unimaginable pain, but she seemed to remember something. Her originally kind face was now filled with regret.
With the appearance of the monster in the head, Meng Shi obviously remembered something.
"That mother must have seen something before she died. She probably didn't want her child to make more irreparable mistakes!"
Han Fei had been holding the old man's hand. After he said the last sentence, the old man's skinny hand suddenly grabbed Han Fei tightly.
The old man's lips trembled and he seemed to be saying something. Han Fei got close to the old man and barely heard a few words - Donghua Ice Factory.
"Ice factory? At first, I heard from the old man's eldest son that the bodies of Meng Shi and Meng Chen were found in the container of the cold store!" Han Fei wanted to continue asking, but at this time the bedroom door was opened. Chen Chen, who was lowering his head, saw Meng Shi's appearance and was frightened and cried.
Hearing Chenchen's cry, the monster in the old man's head began to slow down its pace of struggle.
Han Fei didn't know what to do, so he quickly turned on all the lights in the room and lit the candles.
When the lights came back on, the monster that emerged from the old man's head gradually disappeared.
Everything seemed as if nothing had ever happened , except that the old man fell to the ground with a very bad look on his face.
"What is going on?" Han Fei carried the old man to the sofa and thought carefully.
"Neighbors who were able to communicate well in the apartment building seemed to have forgotten that they were dead. They didn't even know they were ghosts."
"They have lost some of their memories, but at the same time they have also forgotten the pain. Is the monster in Meng Shi's head the embodiment of that painful memory? Or is the monster in Meng Shi's head the real her?"
Looking at the old man who fainted on the sofa, Han Fei thought about all the possibilities.
"Could this be what the previous building manager did? He sealed up the painful memories of his neighbors and made them forget the painful memories, but this method only treats the symptoms and not the root cause! The pain still exists and has not disappeared because of neglect."
