Han Fei didn't help Weep to do any task So he was very surprised when he heard the prompt in his head.
The painful encounter in the past made Weep extremely isolated, and Han Fei thought that he was one of the most difficult neighbors to "cheat", but after the real contact, Han Fei found that Weep was not as scary as he appeared.
The ghosts of this world still have a hint of human warmth.
"I'm going to find a way to make Weep smile in the future."
After having this determination, Han Fei suddenly found himself in a good mood at this moment.
He couldn't believe that now he no longer thought about those annoying and depressing things in real life at all, and felt a sense of satisfaction just because the relationship with his neighbors had become a little better.
"Did I neglect too many things before? Isn't bringing a smile to someone's face the reason why I wanted to become a comedian in the first place?"
"My dream has never changed, but on the way to achieving this dream, I became bitter and painful, and eventually even lost my smile.
Han Fei twisted his head to look at room 1034, which was plastered with charms, and a hint of doubt arose in his heart.
" Equally, both bring joy to others, why do I feel pain in the real-life arena, but feel content in this apartment full of the dead?"
In the past, Han Fei was so busy earning money, appearing on stage, and doing shows that he had never thought about this properly.
"Is it just because of the threat posed by death?"
He looked at the eerie building, and his mind recalled one of the neighbors he had met.
None of these people were perfect; they were either physically or mentally defective, and the best way for Han Fei to survive better within the apartment building was to heal the wounds of his neighbors and help them recover their missing humanity.
"In a sense, this seems like a real healing type of game."
Han Fei had been in the game long enough today to know that the building was not safe, and was about to go back when the door to room 1031 suddenly opened.
"Come here quickly." Old lady Meng Shi appeared at the door, "Are you in trouble? Try not to stay in the hallway!"
The old lady's tone was almost like she was talking to her disobedient child. When she saw Han Fei standing in the hallway, she hurriedly pulled him into her house: "Why did you run into room 1034 again? Didn't I tell you before that room was dangerous?"
The words were kind and friendly, with concern and sometimes a nagging feeling, Han Fei hadn't heard such a caring voice for a long time.
"I heard the door across the room and felt that something was wrong, and kept watch at the door, just to worry about someone running in again." Meng Shi's home lit with red wax, who was once bitten by a poisonous snake, always guarded against Weep: "Your child is too bold, others are avoiding him, you still run inside by yourself? Do you want to die?"
Hearing what Meng Shi said, Han Fei cried and laughed: "Grandma, actually Weep is not that kind of pure evil."
Han Fei told all about Weep's life and everything that happened to him before he died, and after listening, the old lady had a somewhat complicated expression and was silent for a long time before she spoke, "This child is indeed very poor, but he is different from us after all, he is a ghost."
Meng Shi treated Han Fei as one of her own, but she said Weep was a ghost.
"Grandma, don't you have any recollection at all?" Under the reflection of the red candle, Han Fei hesitated for a long time and still chose to ask.
"What kind of memory?" Meng Shi did not know what Han Fei was talking about.
"Actually ..." hands clenched, Han Fei looked at the old woman's face and finally did not evade the question again: "Grandma, you and Chen Chen died ten years ago... ..."
Han Fei's words had not yet ended, the red candles in the house went out almost half.
In the dim firelight, Meng Shi's body was shivering gently as she leaned against the dining table, "What are you babbling about?"
"In the refrigerator body hiding case ten years ago, a mother knew her adopted son had killed someone, and she secretly hid the body in order to give the boy a chance to turn himself in."
"I know, I know all this ..."
"That mother wanted to give the child a week, but before the week was up, that mother was killed along with her grandson, and the bodies of both were found in the cold storage container." Han Fei spoke very fast: "That murderer did not stop after killing the mother and child, and if he is not caught sooner, more people will die."
The red candles in the room all went out, and the temperature in the room is getting lower and colder, this coldness is different from the coldness in other rooms, more like being locked into a freezer, the veins and heart in the body are going to freeze.
In the darkness, Meng Shi trembled more and more violently, and a face began to emerge from the back of her head.
Han Fei did not expect his few words to trigger such a big mutation, he did not flee in fear, but held Meng Shi's cold hand tightly: "Forgiveness will not make the murderer repent, he will only intensify to hurt more people!"
Behind the old woman's head soon stretched out two terrible arms, and there was a monster that seemed to want to burst out of the old woman's head!
"That devil with hands full of blood may now have his eyes on other children, happy families cut up by the knife, we must catch the killer as soon as possible!"
The temperature of the room dropped to freezing, and the once cozy house was now in shambles.
The old woman's body trembled violently as she endured unimaginable pain, but she seemed to remember something, and her originally amiable face was now filled with remorse.
With the appearance of the monster in the head, Meng Shi obviously remembered something.
"That mother must have seen something before she died, and she should not want her child to make more irreparable mistakes!"
Originally it had been Han Fei who grabbed the old woman's hand, and after he said these last words, the old woman's withered hand suddenly grabbed Han Fei with force.
Lips twitching, the old woman seemed to be saying something, Han Fei stick to the old woman's side before he could barely hear a few words - the Winter Flower Ice Factory.
"Ice factory? At first, what he heard from the old woman's eldest son, Meng Shi, and Meng Chen's bodies were found in the cold storage container!" Han Fei still want to continue to ask, at this time the bedroom door was opened, hanging the head of the Chenchen saw Meng Shi this way, was scared, and cried.
Hearing Chenchen's cry, the monster in the old woman's head began to slowly break free.
Han Fei also did not know what to do, he hurriedly turned on all the lights in the house and lit the candles again.
When the lights came back on, the monster that emerged from the old woman's skull gradually disappeared.
Everything was as if it had never happened, except that the old woman fell to the ground with a very bad look on her face.
"What the hell is going on here?" Han Fei carried the old woman to the sofa as he thought carefully.
" All of the neighbors in the apartment building who were able to communicate properly seemed to have forgotten about the fact that they were dead, and they didn't even know they were ghosts."
"They are missing part of their memory, but at the same time, they have forgotten the pain. Is the monster in Meng Shi's skull the avatar of that painful memory? Or is the monster in Meng Shi's skull the real her?"
Looking at the old woman who had fainted on the sofa, Han Fei pondered all the possibilities.
"Could this be done by that former building manager? He sealed up the painful memories of his neighbors to make these people forget the painful memories, but this method treats the symptoms but not the root cause! The pain still exists, and it doesn't go away by ignoring it."