"What kind of joke is that? Whether he is my husband or not, of course I know that better than you! "Huang Ling drove the car, and she did not think much of it.
"I checked his phone. Tonight, he called you seven times." Chen Ge had his head lowered, and his hand reached into his backpack.
"Doesn't that prove that he loves me?" Huang Ling thought that Chen Ge was a strange person in many ways.
"But none of the seven calls went through. The call that you received on the bus was from another person."
"Another person?" Huang Ling was so shocked that she turned to look at Chen Ge. "Impossible!"
"Focus on your driving." Chen Ge pointed at the road ahead and said calmly, "I have no reason to lie to you. I'm just reminding you out of kindness. It's up to you whether you want to believe me or not."
After Chen Ge said that, the taxi became quiet, and no one spoke.
Huang Ling pursed her lips and focused on driving, but her hands that gripped the steering wheel tightened. Several minutes later, Huang Ling stepped on the brake without warning.
The taxi stopped in the middle of the storm, and the atmosphere inside the car was strange.
Huang Ling stared at the steering wheel for a long time before slowly turning to Chen Ge. "Jia Ming is indeed different from before. Ever since the car accident, he has become quiet and isolated. He rarely communicates with me, and he suffers from insomnia. The doctor said that he is suffering from depression."
"In other words, the time when your husband changed was because of the car accident, right?" Chen Ge did not look at Huang Ling and kept his head lowered.
"Did you even pay attention to the main point of my words? Jia Ming is suffering from depression because of the car accident. He is sick. " Huang Ling gripped the steering wheel and tried her best to smile. "Considering our family's difficult situation, he voluntarily gave up on counseling. After a while, he stopped taking the medication because the monthly medical fee of four to five hundred was quite a large burden for us. At the time, I was the only one in the family. I know that he did not feel good, so I can understand the changes that have happened to him."
"Think about it carefully. Apart from feeling down, did he do anything unusual? I mean the special behavior that has nothing to do with the illness. " Chen Ge gave a few examples. "For example, when you wake up in the middle of the night, you find him standing beside your bed with his eyes open, looking at you; another person's voice suddenly comes out of his mouth; he kills some small animals behind your back and hides the carcasses in the room."
After listening to Chen Ge's words, Huang Ling turned her head with difficulty to look at Xiao Gu, who was sitting in the back row. She was already a little afraid of Chen Ge. "No, none of what you said happened."
"You can look at the call history on your phone and think about it carefully. This matter might be related to your life." Chen Ge wasn't interested in the man in Huang Ling's house. What really caught his attention was the man who called Huang Ling in the car.
"Call log?" Huang Ling took out her phone to take a look. There were only seven missed calls, and there was no record of the calls she had with her husband on the hearse.
"You can suspect me of lying, but your phone won't." Chen Ge looked out the window at the storm. "I advise you not to hide anything from me. The man in your house might have noticed this already. When you're alone with him next time, he might do something strange to you."
Huang Ling gripped the phone, and after a long time, she said, "After Jia Ming got into the car accident, he became very hateful toward children and things like dolls."
"Tell me more." Chen Ge's eyes glowed.
"A long time ago, he gave me some dolls. Even though I'm old, those dolls are part of the memory between us, so I haven't thrown them away. I've kept them inside the cupboard, and I occasionally take them out to look at them.
"I can't remember when it started, but I noticed that one of the dolls in the cupboard had disappeared.
"Initially, I didn't pay it much attention, but a few days later, another one went missing.
"I asked Jia Ming, but he said he didn't see it.
About a month later, I left work early due to a fever, and when I got home, I realized that the door was open.
"I thought to myself, could it be a burglar? I snuck in, and I saw that the stove was on, and there was an iron pot that was used to cook soup.
"A burglar wouldn't cook soup in someone else's house. I called Jia Ming's name several times, but there was no answer, so I ran into the kitchen to see what kind of soup he was cooking.
"But when I opened the lid, my mind went blank.
There was a doll that had been cut into pieces inside the pot, and the doll's plastic face was floating in the soup.
"I quickly turned off the stove, and then the door was pushed open. I saw Jia Ming walk into the room with a cleaver in one hand and a large black bag in the other.
"I still can't forget that scene.
I remember asking him, 'Why did he cut up the doll and cook it in the pot?' He mumbled to me that there was a person living inside the doll, and that was the only way to chase it away.
"There are many other things that have to do with children and dolls.
A few months ago, when the neighbor's child was just born, he would cry every night like there was something scary inside the house, and he would cry the whole night.
"Whenever Jia Ming heard the child crying, his condition would worsen, and he often argued with the neighbor about it. In the end, it was the neighbor who couldn't take it anymore, and they moved to Western Jiujiang."
After Huang Ling finished, she put the phone away. "When we were together, we didn't have a child because we couldn't afford it, but now it's purely because he hates children, to the point of being afraid of them."
"After the car accident, your husband suddenly became afraid of dolls and children. That's not a symptom of depression." Chen Ge signaled for Huang Ling to continue driving. "Tell me what happened on the day of Jia Ming's accident."
"Jia Ming and I work close to each other, and normally, it's Jia Ming who comes to pick me up on his scooter. That day, I was harassed by a client, so I worked late and only left the company at 9 pm.
"There was a heavy rain outside, and it was similar to tonight. I waited for a long time, but Jia Ming didn't show up. In the end, it was the traffic police who called me, saying that Jia Ming had been in a car accident.
"According to the surveillance, when he was crossing the road, he ran into the last bus on Route 104. At the time, he acted like he didn't see the bus at all, and his eyes were fixed in a certain direction as he drove off."
Thinking back to that scene, Huang Ling shivered. "When I received that call, I was scared out of my wits. I rushed to the hospital. Jia Ming's leg was crushed, and for some reason, he fell into a deep coma. He only woke up the next day."
"You're saying Jia Ming was hit by the bus on Route 104?" Chen Ge interrupted Huang Ling. He had already gotten to the bottom of what he wanted to know. "In other words, this thing that has taken over your husband's body probably came from the last bus on Route 104."
Huang Ling and Xiao Gu did not react to Chen Ge's words, and it took them a long time before they felt chills run down their spines.
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