The name of the group that had not changed in fourteen years was suddenly changed. It is not that the name of the dead building owners rights protection and mutual aid group is weird, but it is just that the name is somewhat incompatible with the desperate and dead atmosphere in the group.
Blood seeped out of the broken mobile phone screen, and the names of the dead were written with bright red messages.
When your fingers touch those strange words, the roar of evil spirits will directly sound in your mind.
There was some doubt in the cold and painful voice, and the souls that had sunk into the deepest part of the night suddenly opened their eyes. They found that there was a turning point in the unchanging despair.
Holding the phone in both hands, Han Fei was a little at a loss. He just wanted to see what the administrator could do, but he didn't expect to make such a big mistake.
"The previous group name was too depressing. I think everyone should look forward. In addition, the reason why we are like this is not our fault. There is an invisible hand secretly guiding our destiny. Maybe cut off that
With the invisible hand, our heart knots can be opened.”
Han Fei looked at the blood that was about to overflow the screen and the grimaces that wanted to reach out of the screen. He felt very bad. In the deep world, a mobile phone is a rare good thing, but the functions of this mobile phone cannot be used casually.
Every time you use it, you may have to pay a certain price.
"Um...can this group chat be closed?"
The male student is like a walking zombie. When he opens his mouth to speak, you can see countless faces inside him talking at the same time: "You can't turn it off. That phone is Yinghuo's deepest obsession, and the group chat on the phone is also ours."
The bond between you and him. One more thing I want to tell you in advance is that after moving into this building of despair, new residents will join the group chat one after another, and they will not worry about Yinghuo."
The male student in Room 4094 did not expect that Han Fei would change the group name when he came up. Before he could finish speaking, Han Fei's phone suddenly vibrated in his palm.
“I only knew it in one day hahahahaha started a video chat!”
The name of this group friend, Han Fei, had been seen in Yinghuo's memory. The other party couldn't wait to make a video call, probably because he wanted to confirm something.
This was the first time he was videotaping with someone in the underworld. Han Fei had little experience, so he tidied up his appearance a little. After all, if he was videotaping in this place, his appearance might be his remains.
After pressing the connect button, before Han Fei could react, his cell phone screen had been dragged into a video room.
There were no lights on in the house. There was a lone chair in the dark living room, and a young man was sitting with his back to the camera.
"Haha lives in room 4174. He suffers from a disease. No matter whether he is sad or in pain, he always laughs, keeps laughing, and can't stop laughing. Because of this disease, he has been bullied. Later, during a school bullying
, he collapsed. He threw down the bully like a mad dog, laughed crazily, cried, grabbed the compass, and pointed the sharpest part at the bully's eyes." Male students know the experience haha
things.
"He did not pierce the bully's eyes with the compass, but his laughter and tears were filmed by people around him. Not only the bullies, but also his friends and teachers felt that Haha had a mental problem. Later,
After communicating with Haha’s family, the school asked him to suspend school and stay home.”
"I heard that from that time on, Haha rarely left the house, and his illness became more and more serious. Neighbors in the building often heard painful laughter late at night."
"In order not to disturb the neighbors, Haha installed thick sound insulation boards in his room. His laughter could no longer be transmitted out, and he himself was completely sealed in that room."
When the male student was telling Han Fei about Haha's past, the young man sitting alone in the chair in the video slowly turned his head. Only half of his face was exposed, with a twisted smile on his face.
That smile made the blood vessels on his face bulge, imprinted on his face like a curse.
But the opposite of his smile was his eyes, his pupils were a gray, deep, lifeless gray.
After just a few seconds of looking at each other, a face distorted by a smile appeared in front of Han Fei.
If any ordinary person had come here, they would have been frightened crazy by that terrifying smiling face, but haha, I met Han Fei today.
"I am not Yinghuo, but I am the same person as Yinghuo. He has created a warm haven for you in reality, while I want to build a real home for you in the dead building." Han Fei always thought.
He is a professional actor, and now he can't even tell whether he is performing or if he is really used to it. His calm and calm aura seems to have penetrated deep into his bones.
He originally thought he would feel scared, but after seeing Haha's painful and twisted smile, the fear in his heart had been dispelled by something else.
"The always-gray avatar has already lit up. How long are you going to stay in your room?" After knowing what happened to Haha, Han Fei wanted to help him even more. He was not doing this just to use the other person's strength.
, he really wants to change the lives of those patients in the mutual aid group.
Looking into those eyes, Han Fei helped Yinghuo to his side: "He has protected your past, and I'm here to help you see the future. Tonight is the most critical night and the only chance. I don't need you to completely
Believe what I say, I just hope you can give yourself a chance to change and give Yinghuo a chance to choose."
"Yinghuo, who once helped you like that, fulfilled his promise and was the last one to leave in the group. He protected you until the end, exhausted and covered with injuries. You are really willing to watch him sink into this
In the dark?"
Han Fei gave Haha some time to think, and then he touched the page on his mobile phone: "My soul and Yinghuo's consciousness merged with each other. One of our habits was retained by Yinghuo. Whenever he can't bear it, he can't hold on.
When I'm in love, I'll take a look at the words left for myself on my phone. The words my soul left for me are that the best actor in life is myself, and the words Yinghuo left for myself are another words."
Han Fei also saw it after getting his mobile phone and logging into Yinghuo's account. Yinghuo had a signature that only he could see - "I can't forget them. Their hearts can no longer warm me. I must hold on to them tightly."
, if even I let go, then they will really be wrapped in ice and sink into the bottomless night."
When he read the words Yinghuo left, Han Fei did not deliberately perform them at all, he just said them simply, and others could already feel the power contained in the words.
"Yinghuo has thought about death countless times. For him, death is not difficult. Living is rare. I believe you also understand this feeling. Endure the mental torture, fight against countless negative emotions in the brain, and then be proud and brave
to survive.”
"The fireflies warmed you, and you supported him, but now you are being used by the managers to summon his soul, who carries everyone's faith, to the death building."
"Do you know? Letting him die at this time is not a relief. On the contrary, it destroys all his efforts."
"If you are really willing to help him, then let him go, go back to where he belongs, and then live with the expectations of all of you. At that time, he will prove to you that hope really exists!"
When Haha saw the firefly avatar light up, he directly sent a video invitation. He hardly spoke during the whole process. Sitting alone in the room, he became a listener.
He had forgotten what he wanted to do in the first place, and his mind was filled with Han Fei's words.
There has never been anyone like Han Fei in the Death Building.
A smile appeared on the twisted face unconsciously, but this smile was slightly different from usual.
Slowly, the smile turned into uncontrollable laughter, and blood flowed from the man's eyes.
In that crazy laughter, Han Fei vaguely heard a few words: "Fireflies will not disappear in the dark night."
The video call ended, and Han Fei became more confident about tonight's plan. He looked at Yinghuo beside him, and wanted to help Yinghuo to the sofa, but he was surprised to find that Yinghuo's expression was not so dull.
Already.
He stared at the screen of his phone, as if after seeing Haha just now, his fragile will was touched and some memories hidden in his heart were awakened.
It seems that as long as she communicates with more group friends, the weak Yinghuo can return to normal.
After discovering this, Han Fei began to take the initiative to video chat with those familiar IDs in the group. Just like Yinghuo had comforted and encouraged those group members in private, he found them one by one and told them what he thought.
When an actor with master-level acting skills becomes a doctor after a long illness and has studied various psychological disciplines, his words will contain a kind of power. Han Fei was quickly recognized by some owners, and his identity as an administrator has only just begun.
It is truly accepted by everyone.
After chatting with most of the group members, Han Fei was just trying to sort out everyone's information when his phone suddenly started vibrating again.
"No. 4204 initiated a video chat!"
"The group chat names of the group friends that Yinghuo helped were all their online names during their lifetime. Only for a small number of the original residents in the building, the group names will be the same house number." The male student did not want Han Fei to be killed directly, so he reminded him.
He said: "You'd better think it through before answering."
"Since they choose to join this group chat, it means that they themselves want to change." After thinking for a moment, Han Fei chose to connect. The reason is very simple. Most of the rooms where the group members live only contain the number "4".
Except for Haha and the male student, the others are not too strong.
"Room 4204, this person lives on the 20th floor?" According to Han Fei's experience in Building 1, rooms above the 20th floor are generally scary.
After hesitating for a moment, Han Fei connected to the video, but before he could see clearly what the other person looked like, blood covered the camera lens, and then he heard a very familiar voice: "Calling the spirit? I remember that I am not yours."
Relative, but you don’t dare to hurt me at all, and you still obey my words, even willing to kill people and dispose of corpses. It seems that my guess is good, it should be my soul that has penetrated into the body of your dearest relative. Unexpectedly,
You are obviously a ghost, but now you are frightened like a human being."
There was madness and an unbridled desire for destruction in that voice. Listening to that voice, Han Fei showed an incredible expression.
He was very sure that the voice coming from room 4204 in the video was his own.
"Is it my soul talking?"
Han Fei lost three souls and three souls, forming three consciousnesses. One represents childhood, one seems to symbolize kindness and hope, and the other is closest to the blood-red memory and may symbolize Han Fei's evil and cunning.