QT- I’m Almost Died
Chapter 215. Corpse That Appeared Out Of Thin Air
After leaving the cemetery, Song Rui sat in the car for a long time without moving. His forehead and hands were covered in dust, and his hair was still covered with bits of grass. He looked very disheveled.
Fan Jialuo remained silent, sitting quietly to the side and waiting. He knew that Dr. Song was now deeply experiencing that heart-wrenching pain and searching for the meaning of life within this suffering. Those who have never experienced hardship cannot understand the weight of happiness, similarly, those who have never faced death cannot understand the meaning of life.
Parents are a wall protecting us from death. As human beings, we blindly pursue ease and happiness in life, never considering how to face death. For each of us, death seems distant, until the sudden passing of our parents jolts us awake——we realize how close death truly is!
When a person understands the meaning of death and prepares for it, their understanding of life will only deepen, and the world in their eyes will only become more expansive.
Song Rui had always considered himself a wise person, but only at this moment did he realize how foolish and ridiculous he had been to tell his parents,’I will never change’. Nothing in this world is permanent except death.
If he could have said ‘I’m sorry, I was wrong’ back then, even if it was just a pretense, his life would be very different now. A wave of self-reproach slowly welled up and spilled over his teary eyes. Being able to bring these bitter tears to his parents’ graves more than a decade later, Song Rui felt he could die without regrets.
But at the same time, the burning light in his eyes was cooling, and the myriad emotions swirling in his heart were dissipating bit by bit. That capacity for empathy was not his, it would eventually have to be returned. As his heart sank into the abyss of darkness once more, he suddenly felt a coolness on his forehead. Turning his head, he saw that it was Fan Jialuo wiping his face with a disinfectant wipe and gently removing the grass clippings from his head.
The almost extinguished light in his eyes began to flicker again, then grew increasingly intense. The door to the complete world had finally closed, but it had left him a window through which he saw a view that was equally magnificent and beautiful.
“Are you snapping out of it?” Fan Jialuo asked with a smile, noticing that Dr. Song’s unfocused pupils were beginning to refocus.
Song Rui nodded, then pulled out a disinfectant wipe and helped the young man wipe his forehead. As he knelt, the man also knelt, reciting sutras for his parents’ salvation. There is no better friend in the world than this.
“How are you feeling?” Fan Jialuo asked expectantly.
“It’s very painful.” Song Rui pressed his hand to his heart, as if the feeling of being cut by a knife still lingered there, but then suddenly raised the corners of his mouth and savored the moment, “But it feels very real.”
“How are you feeling now? Are you experiencing any psychological letdown?” Fan Jialuo asked with concern.
“When I see you, it stops.” Suddenly, as if struck by a sudden thought, Song Rui asked, “Do you know what a panda’s two wishes are?”
“What?” The topic jumped so drastically that Fan Jialuo couldn’t keep up with Dr. Song’s train of thought.
Song Rui tossed the soiled disinfectant wipes into the car’s trash can and said slowly, “Panda’s first wish is to get rid of its dark circles, its second wish is to have a black and white photo taken.”
Fan Jialuo stared at him blankly for a while before clapping and laughing heartily. He occasionally read jokes on Baidu Push and browsed Weibo, but this was the first time he had ever heard someone tell a joke in real life, especially since the person telling the joke was Dr. Song, which immediately doubled the humor.
Seeing his radiant smile, Song Rui couldn’t help but chuckle softly. Finally, he said earnestly, “Dark circles under the eyes and black and white fur are things pandas are born with and cannot be changed, so its two wishes can never be fulfilled. Fan Jialuo, I’ve also fantasized that if I could, I would go to my parents’ graves, sincerely repent before their photos, shed tears of grief, and repay all the emotions I owe them. My two wishes are like the panda’s two wishes, they can never be fulfilled because I was born without emotions, so repentance and grief are impossible for me.”
“They’ve been buried here for over a decade, and as their son, I’ve never once come to pay my respects. It’s not that I didn’t want to, but that I didn’t deserve to.” He shook his head, his tone calm, “I, who don’t know how to repent, will never deserve to set foot here. I thought we would never meet again until the day I die, but Fan Jialuo, you fulfilled my wish. You left me with the only color photograph that can be preserved in my memory. Today is truly important to me. Thank you.” He reached out and embraced the young man.
Fan Jialuo gently patted his back to comfort him.
“I have one more wish.” Song Rui turned his head to look at him, his eyes full of anticipation.
“What wish?” Fan Jialuo was amused. Dr. Song’s expression really looked like a child begging for candy, a bit childish.
“Let’s take a photo together.” Song Rui said, taking out his phone.
Fan Jialuo was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head and chuckled. He leaned closer, his head touching Dr. Song’s, and smiled at the camera. They had known each other for a while, but this was the first time they had taken a photo together. Afterwards, they were both a little bewildered, then looked at each other and laughed with amusement.
“Let’s post it on WeChat Moments.” This suggestion was completely unprecedented for Song Rui, who never posted such low-level stuff on his Moments.
“Okay.” Fan Jialuo was more trendy than him, and quickly uploaded the photo, but the caption was incredibly corny, simply stating: 【Me and Dr. Song】
Song Rui first liked his friend’s post on WeChat Moments, then spent a long time figuring out how to edit the photo, only to get stuck on the caption. His fingers tapped and deleted on the keyboard, finally writing: 【My dearest friend】
Seeing that Dr. Song’s posting skills on WeChat Moments were about the same as his own, Fan Jialuo couldn’t help but smile with relief.
Friends who knew the two started showering them with likes and compliments, with comments like “The two most handsome faces of this century are finally in the same frame,” “Stunningly beautiful,” and “I’m drooling over this screen.” Fan Jialuo replied to each comment with the seriousness of a primary school student, while Song Rui’s gaze was fixed on one of Song Wennuan’s comments.
She said with a grin: 【Ge, you and Teacher Fan are such a perfect match! You two should just become a CP!】
The old scholar Dr. Song immediately searched for the meaning of CP, then turned around and gave his cousin a red envelope containing 9999.
Song Wenwen: ? ? ?
The two scrolled through their WeChat Moments and Weibo for a long time, not realizing until after 3 p.m. that it was time to pick Xu Yiyang up from school. As they drove off again, they found it increasingly amusing, their mood inexplicably bright. They even turned their heads away at the same time, secretly curving their lips into smiles out of other’s sight.
Song Rui drove Xu Yiyang and Fan Jialuo back to Moon Bay Community, helped them load the last few things into the car, took them to the Fan family’s old house, watched them settle in, and patiently helped Xu Yiyang finish his math homework before returning home.
His home, like him, was cold, simple, and empty, filled entirely with black, white, and gray, devoid of any other colors. The housekeeper seemed to have just left, the smell of disinfectant still lingered in the air. The floors, tabletops, and furniture were spotless, making the whole house appear exquisitely luxurious, yet devoid of any human warmth.
Song Rui used to love this kind of lifeless indifference and coldness, but now he felt empty inside, as if a piece was missing. He went into the study, sat on the comfortable chair for a while, his unfocused eyes scanning around, and then fixed on a place that used to make him feel most relaxed and happy.
He stood up, pressed the mechanism, and the smooth metal wall opened, revealing a secret room. The walls of the secret room were covered with photos, each showing a person who had died a gruesome death——some with their throats slit, some dismembered, some disemboweled…… The images were extremely bloody and cruel.
If an ordinary person walked into this room, they would surely feel like they had entered hell, they would feel nothing but fear and disgust. But for Song Rui, these photos were pleasing to the eye and worth admiring. Every time he solved a tragic case, he would keep a copy of the victim’s photo and take it home to enjoy at his leisure. When he lacked inspiration while writing papers or analyzing cases, he could even find an inexhaustible source of inspiration in this room.
But now, he peeled off the photos one by one, tossed them into the roaring fireplace, then connected the printer to his phone and began printing the photos he’d taken with Fan Jialuo earlier that day. Neither of them was the type to be vain about their appearance, they took only four photos before calling it quits. Once printed and affixed to the expansive wall, the space looked rather bare. But that didn’t matter, because they would take many more photos and create many more memories in the future.Song Rui took a few steps back, gazing at the photos for a long time, finally smiling slightly———
Fan Jialuo had completely moved out of the Moon Bay community and returned to the Fan family’s old house. The online controversy surrounding him had long since subsided, he had now retired, but his fan base had exceeded one hundred million, his popularity was simply astonishing.
Without him, or Jian Ya and Liu Zhao, Xinghui Entertainment not only didn’t collapse, but its stock price also skyrocketed. Now, it had cultivated several promising new talents and remains an industry leader. The entertainment company jointly founded by Zhang family and Su Fengxi still couldn’t survive the initial turmoil and collapsed very quickly. The artists signed to their company were now looking for other agencies, making the entertainment industry a mess and chaotic place.
Jian Ya was still at Longyin Temple for the Buddhist rituals for passage on her soul. It’s said that her face is so badly disfigured that she’s unrecognizable. Paparazzi took some photos of her and posted them online, causing a huge uproar. Her fans either silently left or turned against her and fiercely criticized her. Only a few people felt pity and recited the 《Ksitigarbha Sutra》 for her for a few days, but it didn’t have much effect.
Two dance variety shows achieved phenomenal ratings, reviving the careers of several has-been stars. The production teams then used Wen Siyu as a publicity stunt, claiming they had previously invited her but she declined. If Wen Siyu had believed Teacher Fan’s prediction, she might already be a rising star.
Another news item also involved Fan Jialuo. Zhao Xiaoxing, who followed his advice and made that low-budget film, unexpectedly won a highly prestigious Best Actor award abroad. When the news reached China, online discussions exploded.
Just how accurate were Teacher Fan’s prophecies? A closer look revealed the astonishing accuracy of his predictions, leaving everyone stunned. The post where betting odds were placed on the accuracy of Fan Jialuo’s prophecies was resurfaced and revered. Prophecies that were once marked with bright red question marks are now all checked off in green. Every word he uttered had now become a reality.
Every day, celebrities, tycoons, and politicians try to arrange a meeting with Fan Jialuo for a heart-to-heart talk, but all their efforts were in vain. He didn’t answer phone calls or reply to private messages, and his mansion occupies a mountain with thick iron gates and guard posts at its foot, making it impossible to enter without the owner’s permission.
The people from Taoist sect would lie in wait at the foot of the mountain every day, but strangely, although Fan Jialuo clearly knew that the patriarch of the Tianshui Sect was about to come to the capital to capture him, he showed no sign of escaping.
The peaceful days seemed to pass by exceptionally quickly, half a month had gone by in the blink of an eye. As Fan Jialuo was counting on his fingers when his Shifu would emerge from seclusion, Meng Zhong suddenly called, his tone extremely anxious, “Hello, Teacher Fan, are you free right now?”
“I’m free. What happened?”
“Could you come to our branch office? There’s a very strange case here that I can’t explain clearly over the phone. You’ll understand once you come and see for yourself.”
“Okay, I’m coming right away.” Fan Jialuo wouldn’t miss any opportunity to collect jade pendants, so he went down the mountain without saying a word. More than an hour later, Liao Fang led him into an office. The room was very quiet, and a group of police officers were intently looking at something around a computer.
Sun Zhengqi shrank back and let out a scream, as if startled by the image on the computer screen. He turned his head and saw someone standing in the doorway. He immediately exclaimed with delight, “Teacher Fan is here!”
Everyone turned around and swarmed around, chattering about the case, but no one could explain it clearly. Meng Zhong, who was sitting in front of the computer, immediately gave up his seat and said urgently, “Teacher Fan, this is the surveillance video. Please come and take a look. We really can’t explain the case to you clearly because we’re confused too.”
Hu Wenwen whispered, “We watched the surveillance footage for over four hours straight, and we’re still completely baffled! It should be a murder case, but the way the body appeared is too bizarre.”
Fan Jialuo nodded as he walked to the computer.
Xiao Li had already rewound the video he was watching halfway through and started playing it from the beginning.
The scene shows an elevator lobby with six people inside, four men and two women. Among them, a couple stood side by side closest to the door. A short, stout man stood to the couple’s rear left. A young man wearing a red sweatshirt stood to their rear right, a middle-aged woman carrying a designer handbag stood directly behind them, and finally, a tall, burly man stood to the stout man’s right, at the very back of the elevator lobby.
The couple was whispering in each other’s ears, while the other four were all engrossed in scrolling through their phones. In this small space, everyone’s actions were clearly visible.
As the time ticked by, when it was almost 24 seconds, Xiao Li pressed the pause button and reminded him in a hoarse voice, “Teacher Fan, the crucial part is coming, please watch carefully.”
Fan Jialuo nodded without saying a word.
Xiao Li pressed play again, and the progress bar continued to move forward. The six people each stayed in their own corner, not disturbing each other. When the progress bar reached 30 seconds, the computer screen flickered, and then, behind the tall, strong man, the corpse of a young woman slumped on the ground suddenly appeared. This small space continued to move at high speed through the floor, with no exit, no entrance, and without ever stopping.
The woman’s legs were spread wide apart, touching the middle-aged woman’s ankles. The woman looked to the side and immediately let out a piercing scream……
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