My Healing Games

Chapter 631 99 times

Looking at the puppeteer who had fallen to the ground, Fu Tian still couldn't understand. He shook his head: "But no matter what, I don't want to become someone like him."

The woman didn't impose her views on Fu Tian; she got up and walked towards Han Fei.

When she tried to help Han Fei up, Han Fei instinctively began to dodge.

Wearing a tattered mascot costume, Han Fei lay sprawled on the ground in a disheveled state, with a drink seeping through the gaps in the mascot's head, making his neck look quite dirty.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid." The woman felt that the actor in the doll was not very old, and spoke in a very soft voice. She took out a handkerchief from her pocket and wanted to help Han Fei wipe the drink stains on his collar, but Han Fei would back away whenever he got close.

Having lost his memory, everything in this world is unfamiliar and frightening to Han Fei. He can't trust anyone, so it's normal for him to be on guard.

Seemingly noticing Han Fei's distress, the woman simply placed her handkerchief in his hand: "Why are you the only doll outside the amusement park? Do you need me to take you home?"

Upon hearing the word "home," Han Fei's mind instantly cleared; he absolutely could not go back.

His mind went blank; he didn't know if his parents were really his parents, which was an unimaginable torment for anyone.

Getting up from the ground, Han Fei gripped the railing and, hiding in the mascot costume, looked towards the amusement park.

"I arrived at the park with my employment certificate before eight o'clock, and I did all of that, but it seems like nothing happened."

Han Fei withdrew his gaze and looked down at the handkerchief: "After entering the amusement park, I was kicked out again. After being pushed down, a kind mother and son came to my rescue."

Since leaving the residential area, Han Fei has gone through everyone he has met in his mind. He found that his memory is excellent, and he can remember almost everyone he has met.

"With such a good memory, why would I suffer from amnesia?"

Clutching his handkerchief, Han Fei was about to organize the known clues when a security guard from the amusement park suddenly approached.

The family that had just clashed with Han Fei stood behind the security guards, pointing and whispering about him.

“Our park has very high standards for its employees. Your rough treatment of a visitor and knocking down a child is a serious violation of our employee code of conduct.” The security guard blocked Han Fei’s way: “We think you are dangerous. You are not welcome here. Please leave as soon as possible.”

The security guards tried to drive Han Fei away, but the mother couldn't stand it anymore and showed them the video she had taken: "Look carefully, even though he was bullied like this, he still followed your employee rules and didn't fight back at all. I think you should investigate this thoroughly before punishing him."

"We have received notification from our superiors that he failed the test. We apologize." The security guard spoke in a businesslike manner, his attitude cold and indifferent, as if he was determined to get rid of Han Fei.

Seeing that Han Fei remained motionless for a long time, they took action directly.

Han Fei, who had not yet found any clues, was naturally unwilling to leave. He struggled desperately in his tattered mascot costume, looking extremely disheveled and pitiful.

“Since he’s no longer your employee and hasn’t affected anyone else, you have even less right to interfere with him.” The woman, outwardly gentle but inwardly firm, shoved her ticket into Han Fei’s hand: “Now he’s a tourist here too, shouldn’t you treat him like a tourist?”

The woman hadn't intended to cause any trouble, but for some reason, seeing the puppeteer standing alone outside the amusement park reminded her of past memories, and she didn't want that tragedy to repeat itself.

Isolation, exclusion, and violence are the things she hates most.

Seeing that the woman insisted on intervening, the security guards had no choice but to give up. They were already in the wrong, so it was even more difficult for them to say anything now.

“Why are you doing this?” One of the park security guards, who was rather blunt, said, “He has some mental issues. If you help him, he might hurt you.”

"That's my business too." The woman tried to communicate with Han Fei: "Do you want to go home now? Or where do you want to go?"

Hearing the woman's voice, Han Fei felt a sense of familiarity. He raised his hand and pointed to the amusement park: "I have some things to figure out. I will pay you back for the ticket later."

Everyone who knew Han Fei thought he was sick, including his closest parents, but the woman couldn't detect anything wrong with him from his words.

Holding his ticket, Han Fei re-entered the park under the escort of security guards. Looking at the crowded throngs of people, he felt somewhat apprehensive, and his body also experienced slight discomfort. He seemed to suffer from severe social phobia, and prolonged exposure to crowded and noisy places would cause pathological abnormalities.

"Why don't you take off the mascot headgear? It must be very uncomfortable to run around wearing something like that." The woman felt something was off after hearing Han Fei's voice earlier; she seemed to have seen this strange man somewhere before. "Are you looking for the park manager to demand an explanation?"

Han Fei kept a certain distance from the woman, and he slightly shook the huge doll head.

"Then why do you insist on entering this paradise?" Fu Tian also felt very strange, blinking his bright eyes as he looked at Han Fei.

Shaking his head again, Han Fei remembered nothing. He only knew that he had to come here, but he had forgotten why he came.

"Why don't you come with us for a walk?" The woman was worried that something might happen to Han Fei again, and she was also afraid that Han Fei might actually hurt other innocent people.

Looking at the woman's face, Han Fei did not refuse this time. He nodded slightly and silently followed beside her.

Fu Tian was initially a little unhappy, but he was quickly attracted by the amusement park's attractions and started playing excitedly.

"It's so nice to be a child. Unhappiness comes and goes quickly. There's always something in the world that can attract them." The woman looked at Fu Tian playing and sighed.

Han Fei silently watched Fu Tian. That child was much smarter than his peers, and he could win many competitive and intellectual games in the amusement park.

Each time he wins a game, the park staff will stamp his card with a cute stamp. It seems that after collecting a certain number of stamps, he can exchange them for a mystery gift.

In a very short time, Fu Tian had already obtained four stamps. Holding the cards, he ran to the game booth with the shortest queue, as if he were in a hurry.

"I want to play this." Fu Tian handed the card to the staff member and sat obediently in the chair.

"Four stamps already? That's impressive, kid!" The staff member smiled and praised Fu Tian before taking out two decks of cards. "I'll mix the two decks together and then lay them face down one by one on the table. I'll show you as I do this, and you need to remember the positions of all the cards. After I've laid them all out, you can start flipping the cards. You can only remove two cards if you flip up a card of the same suit and number. If you fail, the flipped card will have to be flipped back down."

"The rules are simple: if you can clear your desktop within three minutes, you win."

"Three minutes?" Fu Tian nodded. "I'll give it a try."

The staff member worked very quickly. After shuffling the cards, he turned them face down on the table while showing each card.

At first, Fu Tian could remember them, but after the thirtieth card, he became a little confused.

"Start the timer!" The staff member shouted to Fu Tian as he lifted his hands off the table.

The boy flipped through the cards on the table at lightning speed, but his accuracy was rather poor.

This is a game that purely tests memory. Fu Tian is still young, and the more anxious he is, the more mistakes he will make.

Three minutes passed quickly, and Fu Tian still hadn't succeeded.

"I'm sorry, little friend, I can't give you a stamp." The staff member put away Fu Tian's card and handed him a pencil case.

"I don't want the pencil case, can you give me back the card?" Fu Tian looked longingly at the card that had been taken away from him.

"I can give you another chance to try, but if you fail again, I'll have to take the card away." The staff member smiled, but his tone was firm; the rules of this park could not be broken.

"One more time?" Fu Tian hesitated, knowing he couldn't do it even if he tried again: "But I don't want the pencil case. I have the pencil case my dad gave me."

"Then you can let your dad and mom come and try playing the game." The staff are very good at dealing with children. Whenever they encounter a child throwing a tantrum, they cleverly choose to communicate with the child's parents, which is the fastest way to solve the problem.

The woman and Han Fei also heard what the staff member said. The woman smiled and didn't think it was a big deal.

Han Fei, standing next to him, seemed to be touched by something. He looked out through the gap in the doll's headgear, his gaze fixed on the blackboard behind the stall, where the times other tourists completed the game were recorded.

"game……"

A voice seemed to ring out in his blank mind, but Han Fei couldn't hear it clearly. He instinctively sat down next to the card table.

Upon seeing a puppeteer approach, the staff member asked, somewhat puzzled, "Who are you?"

“I’ll help him play this game.”

Originally, Fu Tian was supposed to play this game, but now Han Fei has taken his place and started playing it.

A sharp pain shot through the back of Han Fei's head. It was clearly a very small thing, but he had a vague feeling that it was a choice made by fate.

"For adults, the time limit is shorter. You need to finish within two minutes and thirty seconds." The staff began dealing the cards, and Han Fei tore off the already tattered left arm of the doll's costume.

The staff member spent a little over a minute setting all the cards out, then he took his hands off the table and said, "Start the timer!"

The moment the staff shouted "start," Han Fei had already reached out his hand; he had precisely memorized the position of every card!
Twenty sheets, forty sheets...

Han Fei seemed to be completely free of thought; he was like a precisely functioning machine. Not only did he not make any mistakes, but his card-flipping movements were also perfectly standard, as if he had trained countless times.

The staff were stunned, and Fu Tian, ​​who was sitting next to Han Fei, was also dumbfounded. The scene in front of them had a great psychological impact on the child.

In less than a minute, Han Fei cleared the card table and successfully revealed all the cards.

The speed startled the staff member, who hesitated for a moment before pressing the stop button.

"One minute? I can't even deduct cards that fast! How did you remember that?"

"Give the card back to the child." Han Fei didn't remember who Fu Tian was, but he still wanted to help the child get what he wanted.

"Okay, okay." The staff member stamped Fu Tian's fifth stamp, and then he picked up a pen and wrote Han Fei's record on the blackboard. Because Fu Tian's card was used, the creator of that record was also written as Fu Tian.

After the staff finished writing the record, some very vague sounds came from deep within Han Fei's mind again, slightly louder than before.

"This sounds so familiar, who's in my head?"

The stinging pain in the back of his head became more and more obvious. Han Fei couldn't touch his own head through the doll's headgear, so he could only keep hitting himself.

Fragmented images flashed by quickly, and Han Fei saw his own blood-soaked arm.

He pounded his head hard, knocking the doll's head off to the ground.

"An arm? I can't remember."

Han Fei gripped his arm tightly, as if he wanted to tear it off; he felt he had to do something.

People noticed his unusual behavior and cast strange glances at him. Han Fei felt that all those people were ghosts. He became more and more frightened and didn't even bother to pick up the hood that had rolled to the ground. He quickly ran towards a less crowded area.

"Hey! Where are you going?" The woman and Fu Tian were startled by Han Fei's sudden action. They picked up the hood from the ground and chased after Han Fei.

The doll-like costume on his arm was ripped off, and Han Fei's fingernails dug deep into his flesh. The pain in his arm eased the pain in his brain.

He didn't know why he did such a thing; it seemed to be a habit he forced himself to develop.

His fingernails dug out bloody marks of varying lengths, but instead of stopping, he became even more violent.

Blood dripped down his arm, his fingernails were full of blood, but he still didn't stop, like a self-destructive madman.

The way people around him looked at him became increasingly strange, as if the whole world regarded him as a monster and an outcast.

The more the passersby acted this way, the more terrified Han Fei became. He kept running, not daring to stop.

After running for a long time, Han Fei arrived at the back of the haunted house in the amusement park and hid behind a big tree.

The urge to harm himself had stopped, and Han Fei looked down at his blood-soaked arm.

"Pain doesn't bring me pleasure, which means I don't have masochistic tendencies, so why should I desperately leave these scars?"

Scanning the numerous wounds of varying lengths on his arm, Han Fei's brows furrowed tightly.

"99 questions? What does that number mean?"

While Han Fei was deep in thought, the mother and son, carrying doll headgear, caught up with him.

"Why did you hurt yourself?" The woman's voice was gentle yet serious. She walked to Han Fei's side, and just as she was about to say something more, Han Fei slowly raised his head.

The doll headpiece in her hand rolled to the ground, and the woman stared blankly at Han Fei's face.

"May I have your name?"

"Han Fei".

(End of this chapter)