"Is your father inside the wind chime?"
Han Fei had interacted with many freaks. Compared to normal people, he was better at communicating with abnormal people. In fact, he had his own judgment system. He would come up with different countermeasures based on how crazy the other party was.
"He scattered his ashes into the wind. Whenever the wind chime rings, his soul will start to communicate with me."
The pale man looked at the wind chime. He seemed to be reminded of something. A trace of pity appeared on the young face that did not match his age.
"You look like you love your adoptive father very much."
"Yes, whenever I have the time, I will return here."
"Then why did you sell his brain to Immortal Pharma?" Han Fei was not good at conversing with people. The main reason was that he did not want to waste time by beating around the bush.
The man's head slowly turned to look at Han Fei. "Who are you?"
"My name is Han Fei, I play your father in Thriller Novelist." Han Fei looked around. After making sure the man was not carrying any weapons and there were no dangerous objects around, he walked over. "Your father is the most complicated person I've ever met. His heart is like an ocean. Whenever I try to study his emotions and stories, I feel like I'm being dragged into the deep sea."
"No one can play him." The man said confidently.
"Is that so? There are 9 actors each playing one of his personas and none of them can restore him to his original self? "
"The 9 of you combined can at most fool those who do not know the truth. To restore the real him, you are far from enough." The man turned his gaze back to the wind chime. "That is not a gap that can be bridged by acting. Those who have not experienced it will never understand."
"Experienced? What have you experienced? " Han Fei was curious about everything the man said. This slightly nervous man was the key to Han Fei's understanding of Spider.
"I respect my father very much and he loves me very much. But sometimes, he wants to kill me with his own hands." The man's face that did not match his age showed a smile. "Doesn't that sound ridiculous? But that's reality. "
The man's words reminded Han Fei of the adoption file that he found in the cryptic world. There was a lot of superfluous words on the file, among them were words like 'kill' and 'die'.
"I've seen him skillfully slaughter livestock with a knife. I've seen him easily knock down young men who were much stronger than him. I've also seen him hugging his head and crying in the cupboard. I've even seen him stare at my neck in the middle of the night with a knife and a pen."
"The first time I realized that he wanted to kill me was when I didn't even have a concept of death. I couldn't understand why he would do that."
"But I don't blame him. He wanted to kill me, but in the end, he was still the one who protected me."
"Father has many personas, and the one who wants to kill me should be one of them. Most of the time, he is normal."
The man sounded like he was telling someone else's story. Living with spiders was not a good feeling, but there was no complaint about spiders in the man's voice. Instead, there was a trace of nostalgia in his words.
"Your father wanted to kill you but you don't blame him?" Han Fei wanted to see through the man's heart.
"In your eyes, my father is a schizophrenic writer. You think his stories are mysterious and legendary, but in my eyes, he is the most pitiful person in the world. But in my eyes, he's the most pitiful person in the world. He can't love in his life and lives in self-doubt and self-betrayal. "The man looked at Feng Ling silently as if he was talking to himself." You won't understand. "
"Can you tell me about him? I've read all his books, I want to know what the real him is like. "Han Fei sat down next to the man.
Looking at Windchime, the man continued, "My father once told me that the bravest decision he made in his life was to adopt me.
Ever since his illness acted up, he shut himself in a completely enclosed world. He refused to communicate with the outside world because he was worried that he would lose control and that the other personas would harm the people he was close to.
"He lived his life like that. I don't know why he would change at the last moment of his life. Perhaps he did not want to succumb to fate, he wanted to use the last moment of his life to prove one thing — no matter what happened, he was still himself, even fate could not shake him."
The man pointed at his heart. "I was not killed by him, I am grateful to him. I still miss him. In this way, he has won. He has won against the arrangement of fate, he has won against the personas that wanted to kill me, he has won against the invisible hand that seemed to be able to control everything. "
"Fate? An invisible hand? "Through the man's words, a speculation slowly formed in Han Fei's mind.
The final battlefield between the spider and butterfly was this adopted orphan. The butterfly could not defeat the spider in a direct confrontation, so the butterfly wanted the spider to kill the adopted child with his own hands, to create a crack in the spider's heart!
The word 'die' in the adoption file was similar to the spider's handwriting but the handwriting was completely different from the spider's manuscript. This could only mean that the spider was in a state of madness or something was controlling him.
"Did your father say anything else to you? Did you hear the word 'butterfly' from his lips? "
"Butterfly?"
The wind outside the window suddenly chimed. Amidst the strange chime, the man closed his eyes. His face was pale like he was in pain.
The loose black outfit draped over his body like a mourning outfit. He did not answer Han Fei's question. Instead, he mumbled some strange syllables. Then he stood up like he was about to leave.
"Why can't I mention that word in this building? To be honest, I've been targeted by the butterfly as well. Like your father, I wish to kill the butterfly. " Han Fei stopped the man. "I have no other choice. The thing has crawled out from the depths of my nightmare. It's getting closer and closer to me. I just saw it about 10 minutes ago."
The man subconsciously moved away from Han Fei. Then he shook his head. "That's impossible. Other than my father, no one has the ability to make it appear."
"I have no idea how things ended up like this. Initially, I was only doing this for a movie but I accidentally helped the police crack the human jigsaw case from 10 years ago. I managed to uncover the butterfly's tail. Then I got into a conflict with it during the school's ghost story case and broke one of its wings. Let me put it this way." Han Fei stared at the man's face. The horror from the cryptic world surged in his eyes. "Your father and the butterfly have been fighting for so long but there's still no clear winner. My friend and I have won against the butterfly once. "
When Han Fei said those words, the air around him was completely different from before. The feeling of blood rushed at his face. Underneath his gentlemanly exterior was a demon that had escaped from the depths of hell.
He didn't feel like an actor at all. He was more like a butcher who only appeared at the turn of midnight and dawn.
The man's face paled even more. He thought for a long time before he stopped moving.
"Since you can see it, it means that you're not far from death. I don't know how to help you. My father didn't tell me anything, he only told me at the last moment of his life … "The man looked at Han Fei with a pale face." He said I am the butterfly. He did not win against the butterfly because of me and he did not lose to the butterfly because of me. Even now, I still don't understand what he meant by that. Perhaps the thing that has been haunting him has entered my mind. If he wants to kill that thing, he has to kill me and if he kills me, he will lose. "
Han Fei memorized every word the man said. When Spider met Butterfly, the man was still a child. He was the butterfly's chess piece and also Spider's battlefield.
Even though the man did not know the tragedy of that battle, his words were able to give Han Fei some inspiration.
'The butterfly knows how to make use of human nature, I need to prevent similar situations from happening again.'
From the battle in the consciousness to the battle in real life, what happened to Spider was similar to what Han Fei was experiencing now.
In the cryptic world, Han Fei was cursed by the death curse at the bottom of the building where the butterfly resided. In real life, the human-like shadow was also slowly approaching.
The butterfly rarely went all out like this. Most people were not worthy of the butterfly's attention. Over the past 10 years, only Spider, Han Fei and Huang Yin were given this kind of treatment.
"Looks like I've misunderstood you. But I still don't understand, why would you sell Spider's brain to Immortal Pharma?" Han Fei had not heard of such a deal before. The brain was the most mysterious part of the human body, it hid all the secrets of a person's life.
"My father was the smartest person I've ever met. He was so smart that even with his brain disease, he could still coexist with his other personas like a normal person. But he knew his brain was different from others. He knew I couldn't protect his brain so before he died, he went to Immortal Pharma. " The man was still looking at Wind Chime. "Everything was my father's decision. I merely helped him complete his last wish."
Walking past Han Fei, before the man left the room, he said as if talking to himself, "I hope you can survive. I remember my father once told me that thing has no weakness but the more afraid you are, the scarier it will become."
The man's words reminded Han Fei of the hint given to him by Jin Sheng, the more afraid one was in the Ziggurat, the lower one's chance of survival.
"Don't worry, I'm not a coward." Han Fei waved his hands. "You have to survive as well. By the way, I still don't know how to address you."
"My name is Wu Zui, it's the name my father gave me. He didn't allow me to take on his surname because he was worried that he would pass on his misfortune to me."
Pushing open the door, the pale-skinned man disappeared down the corridor.
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