My 'Healing' Game-Chapter 65 The Other Me Inside My Head
65: Chapter 65 The Other Me Inside My Head
65 -65 The Other Me Inside My Head
Han Fei didn’t do any tasks for Cry, so he was very surprised when he heard that prompt in his brain sea.
Everything is difficult at the beginning.
Cry’s past suffering had made him extremely closed-off inside, and Han Fei thought he was one of the most difficult neighbors to “conquer.” However, to Han Fei’s surprise, when he actually interacted with Cry, he found that Cry wasn’t as terrifying and dreadful as he seemed.
The ghosts in this world still carry a touch of warmth from the mortal world.
“From now on, I have to find a way to make Cry smile.”
With this resolve, Han Fei suddenly found himself in a very good mood.
He could hardly believe that he had stopped dwelling on the frustrating and oppressive matters of real life.
Simply because his relationship with a neighbor had improved somewhat, he felt a sense of satisfaction.
“Had I overlooked too many things before?
Bringing laughter to others, wasn’t that why I originally wanted to become a comedian?”
“My dream has never changed, but on the road to achieving it, I became more and more miserable, and ultimately I even lost my own smile.
Han Fei turned to look at room 1034 plastered with talisman paper, a trace of doubt forming in his mind.
“If it’s both about bringing joy to others, why do I feel pain on the real stage, yet I find satisfaction in this apartment filled with the dead?”
Previously busy with making money, being on camera, and doing programs, Han Fei had never seriously thought about these things.
“Is it merely because of the threat posed by death?”
He looked at the gloomy and frightening corridor, recalling in his brain sea all the neighbors he had met.
None of them were perfect.
They either had flaws in their bodies or their memories.
The best way for Han Fei to survive better in the apartment building was to heal the neighbors’ wounds and help them reclaim their lost humanity.
“In a sense, this does seem to be a healing-type game.”
Han Fei had already spent a long time in the game today.
Knowing the corridor was unsafe, he was about to go back when the door to room 1031 suddenly opened.
“Come in quickly.” Granny Meng Shi appeared at the door, “Did something happen?
Try not to stay in the corridor!”
Her tone was just like she was talking to a disobedient child.
Seeing Han Fei standing in the corridor, she quickly pulled Han Fei into her room, “Why did you run into room 1034 again?
Didn’t I tell you that room is dangerous?”
Kind and caring, with concern in her voice and sometimes a nagging feeling, Han Fei hadn’t heard such caring words in a long time.
“I heard a noise from the opposite door and felt something was wrong.
I’ve been waiting at the door because I was worried someone would go in again.” Meng Shi’s home was lit with red candles.
She had been bitten by a snake once and was afraid of ropes for ten years, always guarding against Cry, “You’re too bold, child.
Everyone else avoids it, and yet you run inside?
Do you have a death wish?”
Hearing Meng Shi’s words, Han Fei couldn’t help laughing and cried, “Granny, actually Cry is not purely evil.”
Han Fei told Granny everything about Cry’s life and the suffering he faced before his death.
After listening, the old lady had a complicated expression, remaining silent for a long time before speaking, “That child is indeed pitiful, but after all, he’s different from us.
He is a ghost.”
Meng Shi treated Han Fei as one of her own, yet she said Cry was a ghost.
“Granny, don’t you have any recollection at all?” Under the glow of the red candles, Han Fei hesitated for a long time but still chose to ask.
“Recollection of what?” Meng Shi didn’t know what Han Fei was talking about.
“Actually…” With his hands clasped tightly, Han Fei looked at the old woman’s face, and finally, he no longer evaded the issue, “Granny, you and Chenchen died ten years ago…”
Before Han Fei could finish speaking, most of the red candles in the room had gone out.
In the dim flickering light, Meng Shi’s body was trembling gently as she leaned on the dining table.
“What are you talking about nonsense?”
“In the refrigerator corpse case ten years ago, a mother knew her adopted son had killed someone.
To give the child a chance to turn himself in, she secretly hid the body.”
“I know, I know all that…”
“That mother wanted to give her child a week, but before the week was up, the mother and her grandson were killed together.
Their bodies were found in the refrigerated display cabinet of the store,” Han Fei spoke very fast.
“The killer did not stop after killing the mother and child; if we don’t catch him soon, more people will die.”
All the red candles in the room went out, and the temperature began to drop increasingly, unlike the chill of other rooms; it felt more like being locked in a freezer, as if the blood vessels and heart were about to freeze.
In the pitch darkness, Meng Shi’s shivering became more and more intense and vaguely, a face began to emerge at the back of her head.
Han Fei didn’t expect his few words to trigger such a drastic change.
He didn’t flee in terror but instead tightly grasped Meng Shi’s ice-cold hand.
“Forgiveness won’t make a murderer repent; he will only become more aggressive and harm more people!”
Soon, two terrifying arms stretched out from behind the elder’s head, as if a monster wanted to crawl out of her brain!
“That blood-stained devil may now have set his sights on other children.
Happy families are being shredded by knives, and we must catch the killer as soon as possible!”
The room temperature dropped to freezing point, the once cozy cottage now in complete disarray.
The elder’s body trembled violently, enduring unimaginable agony, but she seemed to remember something, her formerly kind face now filled with regret.
With the appearance of the monster in her head, Meng Shi clearly remembered some things.
“Before she died, that mother must have seen something.
She certainly wouldn’t have wanted her child to commit more irreparable mistakes!”
It had always been Han Fei holding onto the elder’s hand, but after he said his last sentence, the elder’s withered hand suddenly grabbed Han Fei with force.
Her lips trembling, the elder seemed to be saying something, and Han Fei had to lean close to barely make out a few words—Donghua Ice Factory.
“Ice Factory?
At first, I heard from the elder’s eldest son that Meng Shi and Meng Chen’s bodies were found in the refrigerated display cabinet of the store!” Han Fei wanted to continue asking, but at that moment, the bedroom door was opened, and Chenchen, with her head hanging low, saw Meng Shi like this and was scared into crying.
Hearing Chenchen’s cry, the speed at which the monster in the elder’s head was struggling to break free began to slow down.
Han Fei didn’t know what to do; he hurriedly turned on all the lights in the house and lit the candles again.
When the light came back on, the monster emerging from the elder’s head gradually disappeared.
Everything seemed as though it had never happened, except for the elder collapsed on the floor, looking very ill.
“What in the world is going on?” Han Fei carried the elder to the sofa and thought carefully.
“Every neighbor in the apartment building who could communicate properly seemed to have forgotten that they had already died; they didn’t even know they were ghosts.”
“They lacked part of their memory but had also forgotten their 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 elder who had fainted on the sofa, Han Fei considered all the possibilities.
“Could it have been the work of the former Building Chief?
He sealed away the neighbors’ painful memories, allowing these people to forget their sorrowful recollections, but this solution only treats the symptoms, not the root cause!
The pain still exists and doesn’t disappear just because it is ignored.”
