Zhang Li looked around and found that she was in the kitchen of the rental house. There was a faucet and a chopping board in front of her, and soup was simmering on the gas stove next to her.
"Am I at home?" Zhang Li murmured.
She looked up and looked out the window. The sky was gloomy, the street lights were on early, and the road was bustling with pedestrians going home.
"It's evening now." Zhang Li gradually understood and said to herself: "I just got off work and was making dinner in the kitchen. Then..."
"Then? Why did I say that?" Zhang Li's heart skipped a beat, foreboding that something was about to happen.
As expected, just outside the kitchen, she heard footsteps.
"Who is there?" Zhang Li asked subconsciously, but no one responded.
The footsteps seemed to have stopped, just outside the door.
Zhang Li started to panic, so she picked up the kitchen knife on the chopping board and walked out carefully. Walking out of the kitchen, you can see the small living room in full view, and there is no place to hide people. Zhang Li lowered her kitchen knife, reached out to wipe the cold sweat from her forehead, and breathed a sigh of relief.
Eyelids drooping and her eyes falling on the ground, she heard footsteps again. Moreover, a pair of brightly polished leather shoes appeared in the field of vision, less than one meter away from him.
"Who!" Zhang Li exclaimed, suddenly raising her head, and a palm occupied her entire field of vision.
Zhang Li wanted to struggle, but her body seemed to be tied up and couldn't move. There was darkness in front of him, and there was chattering in his ears, the tone was low but with a dizzying rhythm.
"Help!" Zhang Li struggled to cry out, but her voice was very weak.
"Don't be afraid! I'm right by your side!" A familiar voice sounded. Zhang Li gained some comfort and quickly asked for help from that voice, "What happened? Help me!"
"Calm down, it's all over. These are just your lost memories. They won't hurt you!"
Zhang Li had no choice but to believe that voice.
"Hold on a little longer, and soon it will be over."
As the sound disappeared, the small whispers around him also disappeared, as if everything had returned to tranquility.
Just when Zhang Li wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, she gradually noticed a strange feeling rising in her heart. She felt like she had become two! It was as if his consciousness had been cut into two pieces with a knife. One himself was sealed in the darkness, while the other himself gradually opened his eyes. Zhang Li didn't know how she did it. She could actually see light and darkness at the same time. This contradictory feeling made her mind confused and she felt like she would go crazy at any time.
"Calm down." The magnetic voice came again, injecting strength into her, "Look carefully at that person's face!"
"That person? Who is it?" Zhang Lilian was stunned for a moment before she realized what the voice was referring to. That was another self. In her eyes, there was a man standing in front of her. He had the light behind him, so his face could not be seen clearly, but there was a strange attraction in his movements that made his other self unable to help but want to obey him. After just staring for a moment, Zhang Li felt like she was in a trance, and her two selves were about to become one again.
"Who is he?" The voice stopped this trend, allowing Zhang Li to regain consciousness and keep distance from her other self. But maintaining this state made her very tired, and she felt a sharp pain like needles deep in her head.
"My head hurts so much!" Zhang Li said painfully.
The voice paused and asked again: "Did you see that person's appearance clearly?"
The man in front of him began to whisper endlessly, with a kind of hypnotic rhythm. This time, the other self did not fall asleep. Instead, he felt more and more focused, as if he was accepting some kind of sacred mission. Zhang Li didn't dare to listen, and she didn't have the energy to pay attention to her other self, because the stinging pain in her head became stronger and stronger, and she felt like she was going to die.
"No, get me out quickly!" Zhang Li struggled to reply, "Please! I can't bear it anymore."
Sigh.
Zhang Li seemed a little uneasy because she saw the man suddenly pull out a knife and pointed it at her, and she felt the fear in her other self. The man slowly raised the knife, and a cold light flashed across the blade, making people's hearts palpitate.
"Help!" Zhang Li's cry for help became more and more sharp.
"Come back!" The voice showed a hint of helplessness.
The next moment, Zhang Li felt that she was quickly leaving everything in front of her, and all the pictures were fading away, returning to darkness. Before his field of vision completely turned black, Zhang Li saw the brilliance of the blade passing before his eyes, and it was about to fall on him in the next moment.
"Ah!" After screaming, Zhang Li waved her arms and tried to resist.
"Snapped!"
"Oh!"
She felt as if she had really hit something. When she opened her eyes, her surroundings turned into a lunatic asylum ward again. On the ground beside the bed, a young man wearing a black jacket was squatting on the ground, covering his face with his hands.
The man in front of him didn't seem threatening, so Zhang Li couldn't help but let down her guard and asked, "What's wrong with you?"
"It's okay!" The young man stood up immediately after hearing this, with a smile on his handsome face, but the bright red palm prints on his face ruined the overall feeling.
"You are that person just now!" Zhang Li shouted, "What did you do to me!"
Xu Dingjia smiled slightly and said, "I just helped you recall what happened before."
"Before?" Zhang Li was still a little confused when she thought of her previous experience: "Just now, I seemed to have had a dream."
"Do you still remember what happened in the dream?" Xu Dingjia asked.
Zhang Li recalled carefully and murmured: "I saw a person, a man."
Li Feng had already seen everything, and now he couldn't help but walked into the ward and asked, "What does that man look like?"
Zhang Li shook her head, "With the light behind me, I couldn't see clearly. I only saw that he was taller and his hair seemed to be gray."
"Tall and gray-haired?" Li Feng's eyes widened and he repeated, "Maybe it's just a coincidence."
"What?" Xu Dingjia turned around and asked, "Is Lu Fuyuan like this too?"
Li Feng thought for a while and then said: "If Lu Fuyuan is still alive, he would be over fifty years old now."
"And his figure should also be in the tall category." Xu Dingjia took over and asked.
Li Fengqiang smiled and said: "How is it possible? How can people come back from the dead! There are too many people in the world who meet these two characteristics."
"That's right." Xu Dingjia just nodded and did not express any other opinions.
"Do you remember anything else?" Li Feng continued to ask Zhang Li.
Zhang Li shook her head and said almost pleadingly: "Can you let me go?"
Li Feng frowned, but sighed and said: "I can untie the handcuffs for you first, and then come back with me later to take notes. After all, your matter is quite special, and we can make adjustments as appropriate."
Zhang Li gradually figured out what happened, and asked worriedly: "Could it be? Did I really kill someone?"
Li Feng comforted him: "Don't worry, he is not injured."
"That's good." Zhang Li nodded and quietly asked Li Feng to unlock the handcuffs.
Looking at the light reflected by the handcuffs, Zhang Li had an idea in her mind and suddenly said: "I remembered! I saw that person's appearance!"