Chapter 212 Why I Miss You
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The moment his gaze met those bloodshot eyes, a pair of bloody hands fiercely grabbed the grille of the vent. Ten fingers without nails poked out from the grid and tightly grasped the cold metal that closed the vent.

Tick, tick, bright red blood fell on the tiles.

Bai Zhi opened her eyes wide and instinctively wanted to escape, but her bound hands and feet prevented her from moving at all and she had nowhere to escape.

At this moment, the pair of eyes behind the vent grille suddenly softened. He gently shook the grille, making a clicking sound, and a hoarse male voice came out from inside: “Help me…”

Help……

The voice was hoarse and weak, and the drooping eyes were full of pleading, as if afraid of scaring Bai Zhi on the bed, and whispered: “Help me, please.”

Is he the patient who broke free from the control downstairs? So he was hiding in the ventilation duct, no wonder the hospital staff couldn’t find him. Bai Zhi thought to herself.

She was new there and didn’t know anything, but she didn’t like the nurse who tied her to the bed.

Looking at the red eyes behind the ventilation grille and the pleading look in those eyes, Bai Zhi was somewhat tempted: “If he can break free from the control of the mental hospital and hide in the ventilation duct, can he also help me regain my freedom and escape from here?”

The moment this thought came to her mind, Bai Zhi felt a chill all over her body, and a strong sense of crisis surged in her heart.

It seemed as if there was an irresistible will telling her: No, you can’t trust this person, you can’t help him, and you can’t ask for his help…

Bai Zhi came back to her senses and saw the pair of bloodshot eyes behind the ventilation grille still looking at her. The look of a weak person was filled with pleading.

“The rule of the mental hospital is that you can’t trust the patients here.”

Looking at Bai Zhi’s reaction in the dream, Ning Zhe slowly exhaled.

She did not lie to him. Bai Zhi did experience strange events in her dreams, and would get corresponding hints of rules under the guidance of “inspiration” or “sixth sense”, so as to survive the strange events.

Behind the mental hospital are hotels, hospitals, and vacant villas with for-sale signs in wealthy areas. Since Bai Zhi dreamed of a mental hospital at the age of 14, her life was no longer peaceful. She began to frequently shuttle between reality and dreams, and her mental state began to deteriorate continuously.

It was also from then on that Feng Yusu became increasingly worried about her daughter’s mental state, to the point where she later took the initiative to read her diary.

Ning Zhe lay in the spacious seat in the first-class cabin of the plane, letting Bai Zhi’s memories flow through his mind, and nightmares followed one after another.

Along with the nightmare, her father also appeared.

In the same year that Bai Zhi dreamed of the mental hospital, Bai Fugui began to appear in her life, not often, but he did appear. Because of his busy work, Bai Fugui never fulfilled his duties as Bai Zhi’s father, and she grew up with her mother.

In Bai Zhi’s life, her father is like a supporting character in a TV drama who appears from time to time to make his presence felt. She wouldn’t be surprised to see him, but she wouldn’t feel sorry if he didn’t appear.

“Strange…” Ning Zhe was a little confused.

During her childhood, Bai Zhi’s father completely disappeared, like a banned star. All his film and television materials and works were deleted without leaving any trace.

During her teenage years, Bai Zhi’s father appeared and disappeared from time to time, and his irregular appearances were somewhat confusing.

Sometimes Bai Zhi would remember clearly what he said and did, but sometimes she would know that the tea on the table was made by her father, but she couldn’t find her father drinking tea. It was a very strange situation.

It was another morning. Baizhi and her mother were sitting at the same table eating breakfast. On the opposite side of the table was her father’s tableware, but she could not see where her father, who was supposed to be sitting there, had gone.

Ning Zhe looked at the empty seat across the table, his heart filled with doubt.

“From the current perspective, Bai Zhi’s father Bai Fugui may indeed be related to the strange incident, but… he doesn’t seem to be ‘Fen Wu’?”

I still remember Lan Shiwen told him that Fen Wu was a person with very bad luck. Not only was he unlucky, but all the people close to him would be dragged into the bad luck as well. This was an uncontrollable large-scale automatic AOE that indiscriminately reduced the luck of everyone centered around him.

But the Bai Fugui in Bai Zhi’s memory did not seem to be unlucky, and the mother and daughter who lived with him under the same roof did not seem to have bad luck either. Feng Yusu even bought a second bottle of green plum green tea for her daughter.

Did Lan Shiwen lie? Was Fenwu’s luck really that good?

Or was my judgment wrong? Bai Fugui was not Fen Wu at all?
Ning Zhe didn’t know the answer. He just watched 14-year-old Bai Zhi chewing the peeled chestnuts handed to her by her mother, in silence.

“I’m full, Mom.”

Baizhi stood up, drank the remaining milk in the glass, and went out to school.

As she walked out of the door, she saw a silver-painted car parked in the yard. Bai Zhi opened the door with ease and sat in the back seat. Her father Bai Fugui held the steering wheel and gently stepped on the accelerator.

It’s like this again. Bai Fugui’s appearance in Bai Zhi’s memory is completely irregular and illogical.

Ning Zhe clicked his tongue and looked up at the rearview mirror above.

In the rearview mirror, a pair of smiling eyes were looking at him.

For some reason, looking at these eyes, Ning Zhe suddenly had a strange feeling in his heart, as if Bai Fugui, who was sitting in front, was not looking at his daughter through the rearview mirror, but… himself.

“Is it an illusion?” Ning Zhe frowned and looked into Bai Fugui’s eyes in the rearview mirror.

The unexpected episode soon passed and Baizhi’s life went on.

Going to school, going home, eating and resting, her life has always been very dull. In the days like water, only the nightmares that appear from time to time provide some unpleasant spice to Baizhi’s monotonous life.

Later, Bai Zhi started to read some horror works and supernatural video games in her spare time, and searched the Internet for symptoms of frequent nightmares, trying to find the cause of her nightmares, but to no avail. Only her deteriorating mental state was reflected in her diary, which made her caring mother extremely worried.

The year came to 2017, and Bai Zhi began to have the same nightmare over and over again.

This year, she always dreamed of the same scene. It was a small town isolated from the world. The blue bricks and gray tiles were covered with a fog that would not dissipate. A giant snake with long curved horns was enshrined in the town’s ancestral hall, and the people in the town had a piece of yellow paper with their names written on it pasted on their faces.

The name of this town is Hejiacun.

Her name in this town is He Nianjun.

(End of this chapter)