Chapter 280: The Man in the Mirror

Chapter 280: The Man in the Mirror

“Is he...”

Xuan Wen didn’t expect Gao Ming to leave someone outside as a backup. However, based on his conditions, he wouldn’t be able to survive for long.

“A blind man with an injured ear? Did he come out of the big dog’s body?” Gao Ming knew the big dog’s actual persona had always been hiding inside the dark, resentment room. The man was heavily damaged by the evil in the world. He’d rather be a dog than leave his dog cellar. However, he had somehow escaped his cellar and held onto Gao Ming’s arm at the risk of perishing.

“What did he see? Is he here to save me?” Gao Ming felt guilty. He treated the big dog as a friend, but he didn’t expect the man to stay. He even did everything to save him.

“Another poor soul who is tricked like me. If someone treats me as kindly and as selflessly as this man does, I’ll do everything for them.” Xuan Wen mocked. “Look at him. You have to leave as soon as possible if you don’t want him to die because of you.” Xuan Wen handed the little mirror to Gao Ming and pointed at the road outside the apartment building. “Situ An works at the building across the road. However, I can’t use my power here. I can’t enter his workplace. We need to create more loopholes in this world.”

“What do you need me to do?”

“Just show up when you’re needed and make use of Situ An in your heart.” Xuan Wen and Gao Ming returned to the yard. The neighbours had gone to rest. The sun shone silently on the old furniture. The drying clothes in the corridor gave off a light detergent scent. Everything was welcoming and relaxing. The place had four buildings, and they surrounded the yard in the middle. Situ An and his mother lived in the innermost building.

Xuan Wen didn’t head there but walked towards Building 1, which was closest to the gate. The old apartment was huge. Some of the tenants transformed their homes into small convenience stores and even clinics. Uncle Zhang’s photography studio was in the basement. The old man had a bad temper. Normally, no one visited him.

“Why are we here? Does Uncle Zhang have any clues on him?” Gao Ming entered the basement with Xuan Wen. He heard Xuan Wen mention Uncle Zhang at the middle-aged woman’s home.

Xuan Wen took out the key and opened the basement door. The place had been cleaned, but the smell of blood lingered in the air.

Xuan Wen switched on the lights, locked the door behind her and said, “Even if he has the clues, he won’t be able to tell us... Because he’s dead.”

Xuan Wen hadn’t changed. In one of the past versions, she killed all the other female main characters. Gao Ming pulled back the thick curtains. He saw the blood leaking out from underneath the bed. He bent down. The purplish face bloated. An old man’s corpse was decomposing at a rapid speed. His eyes were bandaged, and he looked like he was smiling.

“No. But...” Xuan Wen showed great hesitation as if she didn’t know if she should continue or not.

The middle-aged woman looked disappointed at first, but her eyes brightened when she heard the ‘but’. Her emotions were led by Xuan Wen.

“I found something at Uncle Zhang’s place. It has to do with you, but I’m not sure if I should tell you or not.” Xuan Wen ‘accidentally’ revealed a corner of the diary. She was like the friendly girl next door with no mal intention.

“It has to do with me?!”

“To be more precise, it has to do with you and Situ An.” Xuan Wen seemed to have come to a great decision. She closed the door and the curtains to block the ‘sun’ outside. “You suffer from a very rare mental illness. Your son works as a nurse at the hospital and has suffered a lot to accompany you.”

“I know Situ An has suffered a lot. But I’m not sick.” The middle-aged woman was confused, “I’m very healthy.”

“Then, why did Situ An move to the old city and work as a nurse at Li San Hospital?”

“So that he can accompany me when I’m sick...” The woman remembered certain things.

“But where are you now?” Xuan Wen pointed around. “You are at home.”

The middle-aged woman didn’t deny it.

“Everyone in this complex is lying to you. They are part of your treatment. Your home is a giant sick room.”