Chapter 17: No Big Deal
Humanity’s biggest flaw is arrogance.
Yu Lianyun deeply understood this point. She thought she had prepared herself for death, but unexpectedly, her mindset still succumbed to reality.
Now, she was merely a lucky survivor scraping by, and she would continue to scrape by in the future, in this world that appeared peaceful on the surface but was bizarre and grotesque in the shadows. She was like a rat living in dark alleys.
“Are you okay?” Li Yingqi stood by the hospital bed, asking with concern.
Hearing the other party’s words, a stiff flicker of emotion appeared on Yu Lianyun’s face that seemed like it belonged to the dead. She slightly turned her head: “Mm, I can’t die yet.”
“For now, your plan succeeded. The blessing troubling you has weakened, and at the same time, you saved those companions affected by the female corpse.” Li Yingqi said.
“Companions?” Surprise flashed in Yu Lianyun’s eyes.
“Yeah, from now on, you’re one of us in the Mysterious Group.” Li Yingqi smiled. “Once you’re better, I, Wei Jiang, and Captain He will celebrate your joining.”
Yu Lianyun slowly curved her lips into a smile and sincerely said, “Thank you.”
“Rest well. I’ll come see you when I have time, chat with you a bit. The medical conditions here are good, but there’s not much human touch. I believe if no one accompanies you, you might feel a bit bored.” After inserting the flowers for the visit into the vase on the bedside cabinet, Li Yingqi smiled and bid farewell to Yu Lianyun before leaving the hospital room.
After Li Yingqi left, Yu Lianyun, wrapped like a mummy everywhere except her head, stared at the ceiling in silence. This brought back memories of what happened on the day the “Seven-day death” blessing took effect.
When the blessing appeared, Yu Lianyun thought she could face it relatively calmly. She wouldn’t claim to be perfectly composed, but she certainly wouldn’t act like a cowardly wretch who was overly afraid of death.
She had even planned it out: when Yao Zhenzhen appeared, she would chat with her like an old friend. Even if the other party didn’t respond, she could still ramble on about her.
But Yu Lianyun was wrong. There were far too many things she hadn’t anticipated.
There is a saying circulated around the world that mirrors are entrances to other worlds. Sometimes they reflect the world where vengeful spirits linger after death, a place between reality and the netherworld.
Perhaps because of this, Yu Lianyun was able to see her father’s departed soul crawl out of the mirror that day, stepping toward her step by step.
Yes, her father appeared as the blessing that would kill her.
At that moment, Yu Lianyun suddenly realized: she had only prepared to be killed by Yao Zhenzhen, but not to be killed by anyone else—especially her dead father.
Yu Lianyun already felt guilt toward her father. When she saw the blessing incarnation appear in his form, her psychological defenses completely collapsed, and she instinctively began to resist.
When the blessing incarnation of her father twisted her limbs, the mental trauma to Yu Lianyun was actually greater than the physical pain.
“Perhaps I really deserved punishment.” Yu Lianyun snapped out of her memories, her back covered in cold sweat. She still couldn’t let it go. As she let her thoughts wander, she inevitably recalled what Lin Ling had said to her.
No matter what happened in the future, her father’s death was destined to be her eternal inner demon accompanying her for life.
She had to slowly get used to the torment, used to the pain, because that most evil blessing was like the most pervert lover, completely entwined with her.
At this moment, the dark unidentified thing with her father’s appearance and preserving his death state was crouching by her right hand, while the twisted object in the form of the disheveled woman in white resembling Yao Zhenzhen was also pressed against her body fully wrapped in plaster cast. Both familiar faces were gazing at her with the most pathological expressions, at her breathing…
“Boss Lin, what are you burning?” Haimofen visited the forest cabin again, only to see Lin Ling standing outside, intermittently throwing some things into a burning iron bucket. Approaching for a look, he couldn’t help but be surprised, “Video tapes?”
“Mm, because I probably won’t need them anymore.” Lin Ling smiled and nodded. He then glanced at the spiked gloves on Haimofen’s hands and said, “You really like those gloves, huh.”
Haimofen chuckled, the spikes on his hands crossing and caressing, mimicking the way a normal person rubs their fingers when shy. “Yeah, I’ve completely fallen for this pair of gloves. Unfortunately, I can’t keep them on all the time.”
“The demonic sound in the attic has been expelled, yet you still insist on coming every day to renew the rental. You’re not afraid of trouble.” Lin Ling said with some emotion. “Have you ever thought that you might not need it anymore?”
“No, I need it, and I’ll always need it in the future.” Haimofen gazed obsessively at the gloves. “What you see now is just a pair of ordinary gloves, but to me, it’s already part of my hand, my lost flesh and blood, the missing tactile sense. With it, I can find inspiration to return to my peak.”
“As long as you like it.” Lin Ling grinned. To him, Haimofen would be a regular customer from now on, and he didn’t actually find anything wrong with it. The earlier reminder was just politeness.
After Lin Ling dumped the remaining video tapes into the burning iron bucket, Haimofen respectfully followed behind him as they entered the inside the shop together.
Lin Ling re-registered the rental period for Haimofen’s gloves. But next to the rental period for Haimofen’s gloves on the registration book, he always filled in a number that accumulated day by day. No one knew the reason for Lin Ling doing this.
Haimofen didn’t pay attention to Lin Ling’s anomalous behavior, nor did he think deeply about it. His heart was filled only with the joy of “renewing ties” with the gloves.
After secretly feeling happy for a while, Haimofen smiled with some fatigue. He suddenly recalled Yu Lianyun, whom he had just met a few days ago—the woman who was distraught and then crashed into her arms. She had beautifully shaped hands but poorly maintained skin, both hands covered in frostbite, looking quite ugly.
So Haimofen asked one more question: “Boss Lin, don’t you have another female guest?”
“You’ve met her?” Lin Ling blinked. He always liked to pretend not to know when he already did. He said, “Her problem isn’t as serious as yours. She’s quite lucky.”
“Has the anomaly on her been resolved?” Haimofen asked curiously.
Lin Ling smiled: “She’s already the girl blessed most deeply in the whole world.”
Haimofen was stunned for a moment, then understood, nodding: “In that case, she’s truly too lucky.”
“How is she now?” Haimofen didn’t forget to probe one last time.
Lin Ling smiled and said: “She’s living well, just temporarily unable to show her face. If you’re interested in her, why not come by every day? You might run into her.”
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