Chapter 21: The Lamentable Cry of the Women's Toilet

  I'm just a bit surprised, if Wang Kun didn't lie, the person I saw earlier was probably Xiaolan. But I didn't ask her to take care of Wang Kun, and I haven't seen her again since that night.

  I don't think she did all that for me just because of those 500 yuan. I really can't believe it. Is it true what Fatso said, that she has a crush on me and that's why she made so many sacrifices for me?

  So it seems that I'm still quite charming, Emma. Being handsome also has its troubles. But marrying a wife like that, my mom would have to kick me out of the house. It looks like I'll have to have a good talk with Xiaolan when I get back.

  "Hmph, don't feel too good about yourself, Xiao Lan has gone evil. Take a good look at Pangzi's face, his yang energy is severely depleted. At this rate, Pangzi's injuries will never heal, and Xiao Lan will suck out all of his yang energy, letting him die in agony." Ren Binghua said coldly.

  I felt a chill in my heart, and I took a closer look at Wang Kun. His face was waxen yellow, and at first, I thought it was because of his injuries that his complexion was so poor. Now I've reacted, Wang Kun's injuries weren't severe, there's no reason for him to be so listless.

  Last night I just saw Wang Kun's blood-soaked appearance, and I was so scared that I almost peed my pants, thinking he was a goner. When the old lady who bought yellow paper said he was fine, I still had doubts.

  Later, Wang Kun was sent to the hospital, and the doctor said that he was fine, just a superficial injury, and it was likely that he had fainted due to excessive fright.

  "Isn't the vengeful spirit already subdued? Why would Xiao Lan still be possessed?" I had already believed 70-80% of what Ren Binghua said.

  Ren Bing's icy gaze swept over me: "It's true that the vengeful spirit has been subdued, but this doesn't mean Xiaolan won't encounter other filthy things. At the root of it all, this whole thing is still because of you; if not for you, Xiaolan wouldn't have had this calamity in her fate, and Fatso's eight characters would be firm, and he wouldn't have encountered any danger."

  I scowled at Ren Binghua, glaring: "What do you mean? Are you saying I'm haunted by a hundred ghosts again? Before I met you, I hadn't seen any evil spirits or demons, and I was living just fine. How come when it comes to you, I'm suddenly haunted?"

  Ren Binghua and Xiao Huan have both told me more than once that I'm destined to be haunted by a hundred ghosts, but I don't believe in fate. If I believed their twisted logic, I'd rather die immediately and purify the entire world.

  Actually, I've been drumming in my heart all along. These few days of experience have thoroughly destroyed the worldview and outlook on life that I have cultivated over the years. I'm afraid in my heart, the more I'm afraid, the more I want to tell everyone with a tough attitude: I don't believe in fate!

  No matter whether what they said is true or not, I won't easily compromise. Since the kids in our small village cursed me as a unlucky star, that's why my dad left home and my grandfather became mentally ill.

  But I still managed to get into college through my own efforts, which was a big deal in our village at the time, and even the leaders from the township came to my home to provide me with several thousand yuan in tuition fees.

  The rumors about the "sweeping star" also collapsed by themselves from that time on. Whoever saw my mom would say, "Your mom has finally made it through tough times and has such a capable son."

  Ren Binghua saw that I didn't believe him, and said in a low voice: "According to your destiny, you have been physically weak since childhood, which will affect those close to you. Moreover, it's very easy for you to encounter evil spirits. If nothing unexpected happens, you won't live past twenty years old, and you'll die from exhaustion of energy and blood."

  I was about to retort, but Ren Binghua stopped me and continued: "I don't know what kind of master your family has produced that can set up a protective spirit symbol in your body. But this can only guarantee that you will be safe before your primordial yang is broken, and your loved ones will still be implicated."

  I fell silent, would the people close to me be implicated? Wasn't the rumor of the broom star just an empty hole coming from the wind? It's said that my grandfather became crazy after I was born, and my dad left without a word when I was ten years old, until now there is no news.

  After my father left, it wasn't two years before my grandmother also passed away. She was only in her fifties when she died, not considered long-lived. My mother has been unhealthy for many years, with big and small illnesses one after another. In order to raise me up, she has been struggling hard all along.

  How ridiculous! Am I a broom star? Was it me who almost ruined our whole family? No, these are all rumors, rumors!

  What nonsense about the broom star, what nonsense about being haunted by a hundred ghosts! I only believe in myself. Even if they are telling the truth, I can still change my own destiny.

  "Get out! Get out now! Next time I hear you spouting nonsense, don't blame me for being rude!" I pushed Ren Binghua out with tears in my eyes.

  Perhaps it was anger that made me lose my mind, and I used a bit too much force, pushing Ren Binghua away. Wang Kun struggled to get out of bed and grabbed hold of me.

  "Wu Tian, what are you doing? Alright, I believe you. But after all, she's just a girl, don't treat her like an equal." Wang Kun advised in a slightly subdued tone.

  I've just calmed down, Wang Kun has a thing for Ren Binghua. Seeing me treat her so roughly must have been annoying for him. I reckon he saw that my emotions were getting out of control and suppressed his own frustration to advise me.

  I looked down at Ren Binghua on the ground, and in my heart, the invincible Ren Binghua was actually unable to get up by herself. Her face was pale, and after struggling for a moment, it was still Wang Kun who helped her up.

  I almost forgot, Ren Binghua is still in a special period and is weaker than ordinary people. Wang Kun's complexion isn't good either, he helped Ren Binghua up and was already panting with exhaustion.

  This scene makes me feel ridiculous. I'm clearly a victim of rumors, but now I'm acting like a bully, picking on two guys who are no match for me.

  "I'm sorry, I lost control of my emotions just now. If you're not satisfied, feel free to let your senior brother come and beat me up." I took a deep breath and apologized to Ren Binghua.

  Ren Bing coldly snorted: "Still the same words, not listening to sister's advice, suffering is right in front of you. Good intentions are not rewarded, if it weren't for the fact that your protective charm was also broken because of me, I wouldn't bother with these trivial matters. I've advised you too, from now on, I won't interfere with your affairs, next time you encounter a ghost don't come crying to me."

  "Hey, don't think that just because she's a beauty, I'll be all smiles and courtesy. I retorted bluntly: 'Don't worry, even if I die, I won't beg you. As long as you don't bother me, I'll burn incense for you!'"

  It looked like we were going to quarrel again, so Wang Kun hurried out to mediate and advised us both to say less. Ren Binghua stormed off in anger, I found her annoying, and it suited me just fine that she left.

  After He Binghua left, the fat man sat down on the hospital bed with a sweat and said softly: "Wu Tian, your temper really needs to be changed. She's also a girl, can't you be gentle?"

  "Gentle? Don't make me laugh, I'm like this to everyone. Just because she's a beauty, can she talk irresponsibly? Does the whole world revolve around her mother? I don't need to be polite to her." I muttered in discontent.

  Wang Kun came over with a look of experience, sighed and said: "You're doomed to be lonely for the rest of your life, girls are just willful. If you don't want to tolerate and coax them, forget about getting married this lifetime."

  I disdainfully curled my lip: "Alright, stop pretending to be a kindred sister with me. If your theory is really useful, why haven't you become rich yet? You're just a naive girl yourself, but you call others old monsters, that's enough!"

  We've always been like this on this issue. He can't persuade me, and I couldn't change his mind either. He has always advised me to be gentler with girls and more tolerant.

  But I really don't see the point of being so humble and servile, in the past when Wang Kun was online dating, he had no dignity at all, he would do anything that girl asked him to do. In the end, didn't it still end in disaster?

  I see through the ways of this world very clearly, it's either about looks or money. Losers who are neither good-looking nor rich, what romance can they talk about? It's all nonsense. If you have the skills, earn more money, and when the time comes, girls will flock to you in droves.

  Of course, Fatso always said that I was just tough on the outside, and if there were any girls with a crush on me, maybe I would behave even less dignified than him. According to his words, men who fall in love have long had their dignity eaten by dogs.

  But no matter what, I won't give in to Ren Binghua. I don't have any feelings for her, and I'm not obligated to indulge her.

  After chatting for a few sentences, Wang Kun seemed to be getting weaker and weaker, and his words were barely audible. I felt a bit anxious and asked him to lie down and rest quickly. He told me he was hungry, but when I came back with food from the hospital cafeteria, he had already fallen asleep and couldn't be woken up.

  Taking advantage of Wang Kun's sleep, I went to pay the hospitalization fee first. Now there are only over 200 yuan left in my hand. If he has to stay for a few more days, it will be unsustainable.

  I didn't go back directly, Wang Kun was sleeping very soundly, and I felt stifled staying in the ward. The hospital wasn't very big, and there were no-smoking signs everywhere, so I had to sneak into the bathroom to smoke a cigarette and calm down.

  After calming down with a cigarette, I finally had the courage to face Ren Binghua's words. Was she deceiving me or was it really true? Wang Kun's condition was indeed not right, and if what Ren Binghua said was true, that he was implicated because of me, then I must let him keep his distance from me.

  But based on her few words, I suspiciously drove away the fat man. Isn't that too absurd? I don't dare to joke with Wang Kun's life, but I also don't want to believe Ren Binghua's words.

  The more I thought, the more annoyed I became, and I lit up three cigarettes in a row. The entire men's restroom was filled with smoke. Suddenly, after smoking so much, my head felt dizzy and heavy.

  After some thought, I realize that I also need a rest. For several days in a row, I haven't slept well and my nerves have been stretched taut, not knowing when they will snap.

  "Ahh! There's a ghost..."

  Suddenly, a scream came from the women's restroom next door. Before I could react, the scream was abruptly cut off.

  My heart tightened and I rushed out. At the entrance of the women's toilet, several panicked women gathered, some even hadn't adjusted their pants yet.

  I took a peek into the women's restroom and was horrified to see a puddle of fresh blood flowing out from inside.