Chapter 65

Han Fei did not do any tasks for Ku, so he was very surprised when he heard the prompt in his mind.

Starting something is always the hardest. Ku's past suffering had made him extremely closed off. Han Fei felt that Ku was one of the most difficult neighbors to "conquer," but to his surprise, after truly interacting with him, Han Fei found that Ku was not as terrifying as he appeared.

The ghosts in this world still retained a hint of human warmth.

"I will find a way to make Ku smile in the future."

With this resolve, Han Fei suddenly realized that his mood was quite good.

He could hardly believe that he was no longer thinking about the depressing and oppressive matters in his real life. Just because his relationship with his neighbor had improved a bit, he felt a sense of satisfaction.

"Did I overlook too many things in the past? Bringing smiles to others—wasn't that the reason I initially wanted to become a comedian?"

"My dream has never changed, but on the path to achieving it, I became increasingly miserable, ultimately losing even my own smile."

Han Fei turned his head to look at Room 1034, which was covered with talismans, and a hint of doubt arose in his heart.

"Both are about bringing happiness to others, so why do I feel pain on the real stage but satisfaction in this apartment full of the dead?"

Previously, Han Fei was busy making money, appearing on TV, and doing shows, and he had never seriously thought about these things.

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

He looked at the eerie and terrifying hallway, recalling the neighbors he had met.

None of them were perfect; they had physical or memory defects. To survive better in the apartment, the best way for Han Fei was to heal the neighbors' wounds and help them recover their lost humanity.

"In a sense, this really is a healing game."

Han Fei had already spent a long time in the game. Knowing that the hallway was unsafe, he was about to leave when the door of Room 1031 suddenly opened.

"Come over quickly." Old Lady Meng Shi appeared at the door: "Did something happen? Try not to stay in the hallway!"

Her tone was like that of a mother scolding a 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 is dangerous?"

Her kind and caring tone, sometimes even nagging, was something Han Fei hadn't heard in a long time.

"I felt something was wrong when I heard the door opposite, so I stayed at the door, worried that someone might go in again." Meng Shi's room was filled with red candles. She was always on guard against Ku: "You are too bold, boy. Others avoid it, but you go in yourself? Don't you care about your life?"

Hearing Meng Shi's words, Han Fei was at a loss whether to laugh or cry: "Old Lady, Ku is not purely evil."

Han Fei told her about Ku's background and everything that happened before his death. After listening, the old lady's expression became complicated, and she remained silent for a long time before speaking: "The child is indeed pitiful, but he is different from us. He is a ghost."

Meng Shi treated Han Fei as one of her own but referred to Ku as a ghost.

"Old Lady, don't you remember anything?" Under the red candlelight, Han Fei hesitated for a long time before asking.

"What do you mean?" Meng Shi didn't understand what Han Fei was talking about.

"Actually..." Clenching his hands, Han Fei looked at the old lady's face and finally faced the issue: "Old Lady, you and Chen Chen died ten years ago..."

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

In the dim light, Meng Shi's body trembled, and she leaned against the dining table: "What are you talking about?"

"Ten years ago, in the case of the bodies hidden in the refrigerator, a mother knew her adopted son had committed murder. To give the child a chance to turn himself in, she secretly hid the bodies."

"I know, I know these..."

"The mother gave the child a week, but before the week was up, she and her grandson were killed. Their bodies were found in the cold storage of a grocery 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 dropped sharply. The cold was different from the chill in other rooms; it felt like being locked in a freezer, with the blood and heart in the body about to freeze.

In the pitch-black darkness, Meng Shi's trembling became more intense, and a face began to appear at the back of her head.

Han Fei didn't run away in fear; instead, he tightly held Meng Shi's cold hand: "Forgiveness won't make a murderer repent; he will only become more ruthless and harm more people!"

Two terrifying arms quickly extended from the back of the old lady's head, and a monster seemed to be trying to emerge from her brain!

"The blood-soaked devil is probably targeting other children now. Happy families are being torn apart by knives. We must catch the murderer as soon as possible!"

The room's temperature dropped to freezing, and the once cozy room was now in chaos.

The old lady's body trembled violently, and she endured unimaginable pain. However, she seemed to remember something, and her usually kind face was now full of regret.

As the monster in her head appeared, Meng Shi clearly remembered something.

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

Han Fei had been holding the old lady's hand, but after he said these words, her thin, bony hand suddenly gripped his tightly.

Her lips trembled, and she seemed to be saying something. Han Fei had to lean in to barely hear a few words—Donghua Ice Factory.

"Ice Factory? According to what the old lady's eldest son said, Meng Shi and Meng Chen's bodies were found in the cold storage of a grocery store!" Han Fei wanted to ask more, but at that moment, the bedroom door opened, and Chen Chen, with his head down, saw Meng Shi's condition and was frightened into tears.

Hearing Chen Chen's cries, the monster in the old lady's head slowed down its struggle.

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

When the lights came back on, the monster emerging from the old lady's head gradually disappeared.

It was as if nothing had happened, except that the old lady had fallen to the ground, looking very pale.

"What exactly happened?" Han Fei carried the old lady to the sofa and thought carefully.

"All the neighbors in the apartment who can communicate well seem to have forgotten that they are dead. They don't even know they are ghosts."

"They lack part of their memory, but they have also forgotten their pain. Is the monster in Meng Shi's head a manifestation of that painful memory? Or is the monster in her head the real her?"

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

"Was this done by the previous building manager? He sealed away the neighbors' painful memories, making them forget their pain, but this method only treats the symptoms, not the root cause! The pain still exists and doesn't disappear just because it is ignored."