Chapter 12

  The police investigating the case had never seen such an unusual suicide before. No one could understand why the famous star Fang Yanmei would end her life in such a cruel way.

  But laughed so happily.

  Youyou actually has a lot of admiration for Fang Yanyu. She still remembers that Fang Yanyu had a classic film called "Blood Rouge". In the film, Fang Yanyu's appearance in cheongsam was so enchanting, with every frown and smile capturing everyone's fragile heart.

  There is an unforgettable fragment. Fang Yan's portrayal of Ruxian singing Cantonese opera "Di Nü Hua" on stage. That melancholic voice was like a lullaby, low and husky with a mesmerizing quality, bringing the audience into the heart-wrenching love story of Princess Changping and Zhou Shixian.

  Fang Yanmei reached the pinnacle of her career with this film and became a movie queen, an honor that some people can't get in their lifetime. From a street singer to a dazzling celebrity, her achievements are indeed enviable.

  But no matter how dazzling the stars are, they will eventually fall, bringing instant destruction and darkness, and swiftly plummet into the thin night sky.

  That was the night when something happened in the next room. During the day, the corridor was crowded with police and medical staff. Youyou was blocked in the ward, reading books, sending short messages, and of course, reporting to Du Jiajun and Hua Qizhen about what had happened in the next room for the first time.

  But at that time, Youyou didn't know Fang Yanmei's exact situation and thought she had fainted again like the last time in the toilet.

  The police left in the late afternoon. The corridor returned to quietness, even quieter than before. People seemed to suddenly fear this corridor and didn't dare enter from outside. But for Youyou, quietness was a good thing.

  She can finally have a good night's sleep.

  She fell asleep again until midnight. In the pitch-black hospital room, she opened her eyes. The darkness covered her eyelids without any weight, and the hollow moonlight passed through the curtains' barrier, dimly illuminating the floor.

  She sat up on the bed, feeling puzzled. She hadn't heard any ball bouncing or other sounds. But she woke up, with a feeling that she had been arranged by an invisible fate to take this step.

  The ward was filled with darkness, yet seemed empty and desolate, like a lonely disease.

  The phone on the pillow was jumping with bright and dark light points, gently piercing through the heavy darkness.

  She lay down again, searching for the sleepiness of just now.

  But at this moment, she heard a faint and mournful singing voice coming from the corridor. Who was singing in the middle of the night? The faint singing voice had a strong sense of mystery, which dissipated the sadness and brought with it a gentle breath that slowly drifted into a dreamlike state that was both real and illusory. Youyou, who had just lain down, felt as if she were being pulled by an invisible thread, and for some inexplicable reason, she got out of bed.

  She followed the song and slowly walked over, opening the door.

  The singing voice became clearer.

  Like a floating feather in the air, like a clear tear flowing from a girl's eye corner, the ethereal singing strokes out the vastness of the black night.

  "Petals fall from the sky, blocking out the moon's light. I borrow a cup to toast the Phoenix Tower above, The emperor's daughter wears tears as perfume, wishing to die and return to thank her parents. I secretly gaze, secretly yearn, he wears tears, silently sorrowing..."

  A girl slowly walked past the corridor, the faint moonlight wandering on her body, and the outline was blurred by the darkness. The girl's slender figure looked clean and mysterious in the dark night, all the beautiful melancholy rose from every corner, gathering around her.

  Yu Yu couldn't help but hold her breath, afraid that her presence would disturb the woman's enthusiasm for singing. The woman was wearing a cheongsam and had her hair styled in a bun, like a folk singer from the Republic of China era, singing Cantonese opera in a low, mournful tone. In the dark night, there were no audience, she sang to the night sky. Perhaps feeling sentimental about her own tragic life, she stopped singing, pulled out a handkerchief and wiped away tears, sobbing softly.

  Looking at the despondent and tearful young woman, her heart felt a pang of sourness. The young woman remained with her back to her, she couldn't see her face clearly, but that figure and posture seemed familiar to her.

  Is it Fang Yanmei from "The Legend of Miyue"?

  She was pondering, when suddenly the woman turned around. Did she discover herself? Yu You was startled and took a closer look at the woman's face. Who else could it be but Fang Yanmei? This big star, singing in a cheongsam costume from her movie in the middle of the night at the hospital, Yu You really couldn't figure out what was going on.

  However, Fang Yanmei seemed to have turned back not because she discovered her. Youyou found that Fang Yanmei was staring intently at the VIP ward at the end of the corridor, as if she had seen something terrifying, her eyes wide open, and her pupils flashing with great fear in the dark, and she began to retreat in a panic.

  "Why won't you let me go!"

  Fang Yan's tone was filled with fear, and her retreating posture was very strange. Her feet were not moving at all, it didn't look like she was walking, but rather floating. Youyou had never seen such a strange way of walking before, and humans couldn't possibly have the ability to move without swinging their lower body.

  Her internal organs were suddenly filled with a strong sense of horror and superstition. At this time, her eardrum began to clearly receive a familiar sound again.

  Bang Bang——Bang Bang——

  She froze. At the end of the corridor, a fierce and eerie aura was slowly approaching from behind, the chill in the air growing more intense by the second. The sound of the bouncing ball struck her heart violently. She didn't dare turn around to see what it was. The ominous aura emanating from that thing pierced through her skin, enveloping her, making her realize she was within its domain, where any resistance would be futile.

  Bang Bang——Bang Bang——

  Fang Yanmei seemed to be mercilessly whipped by these sounds, her face filled with painful expressions. "I don't dare anymore, spare me! I was wrong, I shouldn't have abandoned you!" She began to beg for mercy from the gloomy aura at the end of the corridor, tears streaming down her face.

  There was no response at the end of the corridor. Only the constant approaching thud...thud...

  This might already be the response.

  She stood frozen by the door, not daring to move a step. She watched with wide eyes as Fang Yanni collapsed in despair on the ground, knowing she couldn't go over to help or she would fall into the same terrifying situation. She closed her eyes, thinking that if she didn't see what was happening, she could feel a little more at peace.

  When she closed her eyes, the whole person seemed to fall on the boundary between dreams and reality. She struggled, sank, and only the sound of the bouncing ball became her only straw. She grasped it, trying not to let herself fall into endless emptiness. Update first.