The lights went out, and the dilapidated room was dark, with the outlines of various furniture vaguely visible.
In the darkness, Han Fei listened to the sound of his heartbeat and slowly moved his eyes to his mobile phone.
"I wonder if she will call again."
This was not the first time that Han Fei was chased by hatred, but this feeling of being unable to escape despite knowing that hatred was approaching still made him a little uncomfortable.
Everyone in the family has gone to sleep, and now only Han Fei is tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.
"When I got off work in the dark, I looked back at the plastic surgery hospital. The brightly lit rooms seemed to have turned into white eyes that opened in the dark. The city had begun to alienate. The place where the shrine once stood is
The central location of alienation.”
His hands and feet were all huddled under the quilt. Han Fei only exposed his eyes, and he carefully paid attention to his surroundings.
"I now have two opportunities to open the inventory. The two most critical props, the Puranasa knife and the bloody paper man, can be taken out. I have no chance to resist."
If it were in other shrine memory worlds, Han Fei would have taken out the bloody paper man by now and placed it close to his body, but he didn't dare to do that in this shrine memory world, it always felt weird.
The clock on the wall made a ticking sound. At around one o'clock in the morning, the screen of Han Fei's mobile phone placed on the coffee table suddenly lit up.
Han Fei's muscles tightened immediately and he slowly adjusted his body.
Stretching his arms out from the quilt, Han Fei could feel a cool air wrapping around his arms. The temperature in the room seemed to be much lower than during the day.
Picking up the phone, Han Fei saw the caller ID.
"Zhao Qian? Why did she call me at this time?"
After hesitating for a moment, Han Fei answered the phone: "Mr. Zhao, do you have anything to do with me?"
"The police investigated the company and your home, and called all the nearby surveillance cameras. They discovered a very scary thing!" Zhao Qian spoke very quickly. She would call in the early morning, which in itself shows that she
Something very urgent happened.
"What's up?"
"There is something looking for you! When that thing entered the company, it stayed at your workstation. Later, it went to your home. The real target of that thing is you!" Zhao Qian was very anxious: "I
I know it’s hard for you to understand, but you’d better go to a crowded place right now!”
"It's one o'clock in the morning, where can I find a place with a lot of people?" Han Fei was just trying to comfort Zhao Qian and tell her not to be nervous. In addition to Zhao Qian's voice, another woman's voice suddenly appeared on the phone!
I made so many calls and you didn’t answer, but now I’m chatting with other women in full swing...
Why am I so sick and you don’t even come to see me...
The child said that the person he dislikes the most is his father...
The cold voice was like a hook, instantly piercing Han Fei's ears. The hair on the back of Han Fei's neck stood upside down as he held the phone.
Looking down, the caller was still Zhao Qian, but Zhao Qian's name was soaked in blood and changed little by little.
"Fu Yi? Why did you suddenly stop talking?"
Fu Yi, you used to love me so much, but then you didn’t even have time to talk to me...
"Are you still there? That thing has probably gone to find you! She always appears after midnight!"
You have forgotten your oath, you have become a monster, you should leave with me...
"Fu Yi! Can you hear me? Trust me, don't stay alone in the room!"
Fu Yi, can you hear my voice? Didn't you promise me to take good care of our child? Why did you let him bear the most miserable fate?
Didn’t you ask me to believe in you? Do you believe that you can raise Fu Sheng healthily? But why do you want to bring him the most desperate life!
A harsh scream came from the phone, and Han Fei quickly hung up the phone.
"Fu Sheng's mother's hatred for me has been reduced by three points, but even if it is reduced by three points, she is still like this. If it has not been reduced, will she kill me directly?"
Holding the phone, Han Fei sat up from the sofa, but the woman's terrifying voice sounded again.
"Maybe after you die, he will live a better life..."
Turning to look at the phone, Han Fei was shocked to find that the voice did not come from the phone at all, but from the door!
His body shot out like a sharp arrow, and Han Fei's thirty-two points of physical strength exploded instantly.
Normally, it would take him less than a second to enter Fu Sheng's room, but at this most critical moment, his brain seemed to explode!
The severe pain that had been suppressed exploded violently, and Fu Yi's ferocious face crazily squeezed every nerve of Han Fei. His appearance became clearer and clearer, and his mouth began to make disgusting sounds, as if he only wanted to kill Han Fei.
It can offset all his sins.
His body fell to the ground. Han Fei saw black blood oozing out from under the living room door, and the door lock began to turn on its own.
The face in his head smiled happily, and Han Fei felt that Fu Yi hidden in his mind was rapidly spreading to other parts of his body. He was spreading and eating away at Han Fei's body.
Blood gushed out from his mouth and nose and dripped to the ground. Han Fei's eyes seemed to be held down from the inside, abnormally protruding outwards.
The black blood under the crack of the door spread on the ground, like black snakes crawling towards Han Fei.
As the door lock spring bounced, the old security door was slowly pushed open.
There was a faint smell of blood in the air, all the lights in the corridor were turned off, and a red shadow stood at the door in the darkness.
All sounds were suppressed by a force, and even the clock seemed to have stopped moving. In this absolute silence, the red shadow slowly moved forward.
Black blood wrapped around his wrist. For the first time since entering the world of memory, Han Fei truly felt the threat of death.
The sharp hatred fell on the skin like a scalpel, and the stinging sensation went straight to the soul, making people miserable.
"Hate! She is genuine hate!"
Han Fei had no chance to escape from the hatred. He couldn't even move his body. His whole body seemed to be frozen and he couldn't control himself at all.
"I thought Fu Sheng would be happy if you were alive, but later I discovered that you might be the source of his pain."
A hoarse voice rang in Han Fei's ears. He looked out of the corner of his eye and saw a woman in red appearing in the old house. She was standing next to Han Fei.
Her skinny body was covered with wounds left by the disease. She suffered countless pains when she passed away, but because of her concern for her children, she could not escape after her death.
I heard Fu Sheng's shouts and cries again and again. Although she was alive in the world and had a father and a new family, Fu Sheng still missed her constantly.
That thread of longing carries Fu Sheng's voice and prayers, and connects the mother's wrist that fell into the River Styx.
She knew she should leave, but when she saw Fu Sheng gradually sinking into despair and completely closing himself off, blood-red flowers grew on her dry heart, and only tenderness and kindness were swallowed up, and her obsession turned into
Full of barbs of hatred, a terrifying monster crawled out of the soft heart.
She held on to the thread of missing Fu Sheng, walked through countless crossroads, and returned home again.
"Leave with me."
Five skinny fingers stretched out from the red coat, and the woman grabbed Han Fei's hand.
With her fingers together, the woman grasped Han Fei's soul. When she was about to drag Han Fei away, she suddenly seemed to notice something, and she hesitated slightly.
At this moment, footsteps came from the bedroom next to him.
"Wait a moment!"
The woman in red raised her head and looked towards the bedroom with her withered face. Fu Sheng appeared at the door of the bedroom.
When their eyes met, Fu Sheng saw the ghost he wanted to see the most, but the woman subconsciously covered her face that was already beyond recognition.
Fu Sheng ran forward, his speed getting faster and faster.
All the hatred gently avoided Fu Sheng, the gloomy aura quickly faded away, and the warmth left by Sora seemed to be the hug she gave to Fu Sheng.
The twisted darkness returned to normal. When Fu Sheng ran to the woman, the woman in red and the black blood on the ground had completely disappeared. Only the half-open living room door in the house could prove that she had been there.
There was no time to put on his shoes, so Fu Sheng chased him out barefoot. The corridor was empty and there was nothing.
He subconsciously ran towards the stairs, but suddenly he seemed to remember something again. He stopped, turned around and returned to the room.
"Wake up! Are you okay?"
Fu Sheng helped up Han Fei who fell to the ground. He looked at Han Fei with blood on his face and was a little panicked.
The wife in the bedroom also heard the noise and ran out quickly.
"Call 120!" The wife picked up the phone and was about to dial, but Han Fei struggled and grabbed her arm.
"No need to go to the hospital." Han Fei leaned back on the sofa and sat on the ground. He knew one thing very well.
If my wife and Mr. Fu go to the hospital and know the diagnosis, no matter how happy they are on the surface, the family will never be able to return to their past.
After finally gluing the broken home together and trying his best to keep this bit of beauty, Han Fei really couldn't bear to break it into pieces with his own hands.
He wanted to leave as many good memories to Fu Sheng as possible and not let his family suffer again.
In addition, Han Fei himself also thought very clearly that as long as he completed the shrine mission as soon as possible, some things might not happen.
"How can you not go to the hospital if you are like this?" His wife, who had always been gentle, acted very resolutely this time. When she made the call, Han Fei stood up slowly.
Han Fei, who was always decisive, was unusually gentle this time. He held down his wife's hand while making the call and wiped the blood on his face: "It's really nothing. There's no need to go to the hospital late at night. If you don't believe it, tomorrow
I'll go to the hospital myself and check it out."
When his wife hesitated, Fu Tian also opened the door: "What are you doing?"
"It's okay, go to bed." Han Fei went to the bathroom to wash his face and looked at himself in the bathroom mirror.
Light red water drops slid down his cheeks. Han Fei suddenly closed the bathroom door. He stared at the face in the mirror and clenched his fingers.
"Afterlife!"
A butcher knife appeared in Han Fei's hand. He looked at the bright blade and then swung the knife towards his head!
This chapter has been completed!