My Healing Games

Chapter 65 Another Me in the Head
Han Fei hadn't helped Ku with any tasks, so he was very surprised when he heard the notification in his mind.

Everything is difficult at the beginning. Crying's painful past experiences made him extremely closed off. Han Fei thought he was one of the most difficult neighbors to "win over". But after getting to know him, Han Fei found that Crying was not as terrifying as he appeared.

The ghosts of this world still retain a trace of human warmth.

"From now on, I will find a way to make crying turn into smiling."

Having made this decision, Han Fei suddenly found himself in a very good mood.

He could hardly believe it. Now he no longer thought about the vexing and depressing things in real life. He felt a sense of satisfaction simply because his relationship with his neighbors had improved.

"Did I overlook too many things in the past? Bringing smiles to others, isn't that why I initially wanted to become a comedian?"

"My dream has never changed, but on the road to realizing this dream, I have become more and more painful, and eventually I have even lost my own smile."

Han Fei turned his head and glanced at room 1034, which was covered with talismans, and a sense of doubt arose in his heart.

"Why do I feel pain on the real stage, but feel content in this apartment building full of the dead, even though we both bring joy to others?"

Han Fei was always busy making money, appearing on camera, and making shows, and he never really thought about these things.

"Is it merely because of the threat of death?"

He stared at the gloomy and terrifying stairwell, his mind drifting back to the neighbors he had encountered.

These people are not perfect; they have physical or memory defects. The best way for Han Fei to survive better in the apartment building is to heal his neighbors' wounds and help them regain their lost humanity.

"In a sense, this seems to be a healing type of game."

Han Fei had already spent a long time in the game today. He knew the hallway was unsafe 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: "Has something happened to you? Try not to linger in the hallway!"

The old lady spoke as if she were talking to her disobedient child. Seeing Han Fei standing in the hallway, she quickly pulled him into her room: "Why did you go to room 1034 again? Didn't I tell you that room was dangerous?"

Kind and approachable, her words were full of concern, sometimes even a bit nagging. Han Fei hadn't heard such a caring voice in a long time.

"I knew something was wrong when I heard the door across the street open, so I stayed there watching, worried that someone would run in again." Meng Shi's house was filled with red candles; she was like someone who had been bitten by a snake once and was now extremely wary, constantly on guard. She cried, "You're too brave, child! Everyone else is avoiding you like the plague, and you still went in by yourself? Don't you value your life?"

Hearing what Meng Shi said, Han Fei was both amused and exasperated: "Grandma, crying isn't actually a purely evil thing."

Han Fei recounted his tragic past and everything that happened to him before his death. After listening, the old lady's expression was complicated. She remained silent for a long time before finally speaking: "This child is indeed very pitiful, but he is different from us after all. He is a ghost."

Meng Shi regarded Han Fei as one of his own, yet he said that crying was the act of a ghost.

"Grandma, don't you remember anything at all?" In the light of the red candle, Han Fei hesitated for a long time before finally asking.

"What impression?" Meng Shi didn't know what Han Fei was talking about.

“Actually…” Han Fei clenched his hands, looked at the old woman’s face, and finally did not evade the question any longer: “Grandma, you and Chenchen died ten years ago…”

Before Han Fei finished speaking, most of the red candles in the room went out.

In the dim firelight, Meng Shi's body trembled slightly as she leaned against the dining table: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"In the case of the body hidden in the refrigerator ten years ago, a mother knew that her adopted son had committed murder. In order to give the child a chance to turn himself in, she secretly hid the body."

"I know, I know all this..."

"The mother wanted to give her child a week, but before the week was up, the mother and her grandson were murdered together. Their bodies were found in the refrigerator of the cold chain store." Han Fei spoke very quickly: "The murderer didn't stop after killing the mother and child. If we don't catch him soon, more people will die."

All the red candles in the room went out, and the temperature in the room dropped lower and lower. This chill was different from the damp cold of other rooms; it felt more like being locked in a freezer, as if the blood vessels and heart in the body were about to freeze.

In the pitch black, Meng Shi trembled more and more violently, and a face began to vaguely appear on the back of her head.

Han Fei never expected his few words to cause such a big change. Instead of running away in fear, he tightly grasped Meng Shi's cold hand: "Forgiveness will not make a murderer repent. He will only become more ruthless and hurt more people!"

Two terrifying arms quickly emerged from behind the old man's head, and a monster seemed to be trying to crawl out of his head!

"That blood-stained devil may now be targeting other children. Happy families are being torn apart by knives. We must catch the murderer as soon as possible!"

The room temperature dropped to freezing, and the once cozy little house was now a mess.

The old woman's body trembled violently as she endured unimaginable pain. However, she seemed to remember something, and her once kind face was now filled with remorse.

With the appearance of the monster inside her head, Meng Shi clearly remembered some things.

"That mother must have seen something before she died. She probably didn't want her child to make any more irreparable mistakes!"

Han Fei had been holding the old man's hand the whole time, but after he said his last words, the old man's withered hand suddenly gripped Han Fei tightly.

The old man's lips trembled as he seemed to be saying something. Han Fei moved closer to the old man and barely managed to hear a few words—"Donghua Ice Factory."

"An ice factory? At first, I heard from the old man's eldest son that Meng Shi and Meng Chen's bodies were found in the refrigerator of the cold storage store!" Han Fei wanted to ask more questions, but at this moment the bedroom door was opened, and Chenchen, who was hanging her head, was so frightened by Meng Shi's appearance that she burst into tears.

Upon hearing Chenchen's cries, the monster inside the old man's skull began to slow its struggles.

Han Fei didn't know what to do either, so he quickly turned on all the lights in the room and lit the candles.

As the lights came back on, the monster that had emerged from the old man's head gradually disappeared.

Everything seemed as if it had never happened, except that the old man had fallen to the ground and looked very unwell.

"What exactly happened?" Han Fei carried the old man to the sofa and pondered carefully.

"The neighbors in the apartment building who could communicate well seemed to have forgotten that they were dead; they didn't even know they were ghosts."

"They've lost some of their memories, but they've also forgotten the pain. Is the monster inside Meng Shi's head the embodiment of that painful memory? Or is the monster inside Meng Shi's head the real her?"

Looking at the old man who had fainted on the sofa, Han Fei considered all the possibilities.

"Could this have been done by the previous building manager? He sealed away the painful memories of his neighbors, trying to make them forget them, but this method only treats the symptoms, not the root cause! The pain still exists; it doesn't disappear just because it's ignored."

(End of this chapter)