My Healing Games

Chapter 364 Rebirth, This Life, and the Next

The sketchbook lay open on the floor, its simple colored pencil drawings revealing the child's innocent thoughts and wishes. The boy drew many things related to his family, such as his parents cooking together, shopping together, doing housework together, and planting flowers and plants.

The lines are simple and not very well drawn, but you can still feel a subtle warmth in them.

At least that's how it seems at first glance.

"Are you called Laisheng?" Han Fei picked up the picture book from the ground, trying his best to remain calm and ignore the stares behind him.

The little boy's parents had been watching him for who knows how long. He was now very glad that he hadn't said anything out of line, and even more glad that he hadn't done anything to hurt the little boy.

"That's my nickname, but after my dad left, my mom rarely calls me by my nickname anymore." The little boy, wearing wet pants, looked like he had grown up and was quite adorable.

“Laisheng is your name…” Han Fei looked at the black and white portrait in the wardrobe again with the picture book. The portrait and the bowl and chopsticks with rice were placed out of the little boy’s reach. At the child’s height, he could only see his father’s portrait and not what was in the bowl.

A thought crossed his mind, and Han Fei picked up the portrait again. He flipped it over and was surprised to find a color photo on the back of his father's portrait. In the photo, a little boy was smiling happily. He was sitting alone on a swaying swing, and he didn't know if it was the wind blowing or someone pushing him. The swing was swaying gently.

"Just as I thought." Han Fei instantly understood why the mother had placed the portrait where the little boy couldn't reach it, because the soul-summoning ritual wasn't calling for the father at all, but for the little boy.

A color photo of the boy was pasted on the back of the portrait, and a yellow paper with Laisheng's name written on it was buried in the bowl of grains.

The situation in 4064 is similar to that in 4144 in Zhuang Renjia's case; both involve the dead trying to summon the souls of the living.

However, because the little boy lacked the memory protection in Zhuang Ren's mind, he was successfully summoned to the Dead Building.

Perhaps in the eyes of the little boy's parents, the little boy was a ghost that had returned on the seventh day after his death, but in reality, the little boy was the living person who was led to the deeper world.

His body should still be alive in reality, but his soul has been summoned here.

If the boy's soul is not allowed to return for an extended period, he will be killed by his deceased parents.

"Do you remember the last time you sat on a swing with your family?" Han Fei put the portrait back in its place, not telling the boy this cruel truth.

“It seems that when my father was still alive, he and my mother took me to the park. My father was very strong, and he pushed the swing from behind. Watching me fly very high, my mother was a little worried. Later, my mother even scolded my father a few times.”

The boy carefully recalled the past, these memories were engraved deep in his heart and became his most precious possessions.

Listening to the boy's words, Han Fei felt a strange feeling. At that time, the boy's parents were probably no longer around, because in that color photo, there was only the little boy sitting on the swing by himself. His parents were not by his side, and the only companions he had were the wind and the birds on the branches.

"Butterfly wanted to use Zhuang Ren's family to summon Zhuang Ren's soul into the deeper world because of the memories of Fu Sheng in Zhuang Ren's mind. So why did he summon Lai Sheng's soul into the deeper world?"

Butterflies are crazy, but they always have clear goals and rarely waste their energy on meaningless things.

Looking at Laisheng's name in the picture book, Han Fei thought of Jinsheng from Yimin Private Academy, and Wang Sheng, who had turned into the Rebirth Blade in Animal Alley.

The appearances of Laisheng, Jinsheng, and Wangsheng in the deeper world are all related to butterflies, and they seem to correspond to the next life, this life, and the afterlife, respectively.

Jin Sheng, the strongest, was exiled to Yimin Private Academy, far from the Death Tower. Wang Sheng, whose entire family was wiped out, suffered the most tragic fate and appeared in the territory of Spider, Butterfly's mortal enemy, ultimately becoming a blade capable of slaying Butterfly. Lai Sheng, the weakest, was summoned into the Death Tower as a beacon of hope and was the most valued by Butterfly.

"Do these three children correspond to something about the butterfly?" Han Fei couldn't help but take out the Rebirth Blade. Wang Sheng became Han Fei's blade, Jin Sheng used his own blood to weave Han Fei's future, and now he had encountered Lai Sheng: "Is Lai Sheng another way out that the butterfly prepared for itself? If I hadn't intervened halfway, the butterfly might have been reborn in Lai Sheng's body and taken over Lai Sheng's physical body in reality? If I use Rebirth to kill Lai Sheng, wouldn't the butterfly lose a 'future' to choose from?"

When Han Fei took out the Rebirth Blade, the chilling aura behind him instantly intensified countless times. This was even without him having any murderous intent. If he had really been thinking of killing, he would probably have been killed instantly.

At level 13, he still appears somewhat weak in the E-level hidden map.

"Don't misunderstand, this is just a knife handle. It's not a threat and has no lethality." Han Fei seemed to be explaining to the little boy, but he actually wanted to tell the two faces in the bedroom that he meant no harm.

"Is this the handle of a knife?" The boy didn't recognize what Han Fei was holding at all. He was about to say something when the sound of blankets being turned over suddenly came from another bedroom. The boy quickly covered his mouth.

He looked toward his mother's room, but the door, which had been open, had been closed again at some point.

Seeing that the door remained closed, the boy dared to continue speaking: "Today is the night of the returning spirit. Mom said that Dad will only come back when I'm asleep. If she finds out I haven't been sleeping well, she'll definitely yell at me. She's terrifying when she's angry; even my dad is afraid of her."

"Then why aren't you listening to her?" Han Fei felt that the child was a living soul that had been summoned into the Death Tower, and he was now even more concerned about the child.

“Although my mom has a bad temper, I know she loves my dad and me very much, but she never says it out loud. I want to see my dad beforehand, tell him all this, and then tell him not to rush off to such a far place.”

Han Fei had tried to explain death to the boy in the gentlest way possible, so that death was no longer a cold thing in the child's heart, but he still did not fully understand death.

"If your mother knew that you were thinking this way, she definitely wouldn't blame you." Han Fei had already made up his mind. Whether it was because of the mission or for other reasons, he had to protect the child and send him back before dawn.

“Laisheng, did your mother ever tell you that if the summoned souls linger and refuse to leave, they will be trapped in this world forever, never to be free?” Han Fei’s voice was neither loud nor soft; he was speaking to Laisheng’s parents.

He could tell that the couple loved Rasen very much, so he wanted their help to send the child who had been summoned to the Deep World back with him.

Han Fei believed that Lai Sheng's parents should be able to understand him, after all, sometimes separation is also a blessing and a form of love.

(End of this chapter)