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Not to mention Zhu Yun, even I was a little confused.

I thought it was a time jump in the dream, but judging from Zhu Yun's consciousness, it was not the case.

Zhu Yun's memory is missing a section. To be more precise, it was a piece of her life that was missing.

Zhu Yun was a little panicked about this.

Her daughter sat next to her, and her husband sat in the passenger seat.

Her husband was chatting with the taxi driver.

"...I've just been discharged from the hospital. Then I'll drive slower."

"Sorry to trouble you, Master."

Zhu Yun remembered that she was left in the hospital by her husband.

She subconsciously clenched her fist and grabbed her daughter's hand.

"Mom, are you still feeling well?" the daughter asked worriedly.

Zhu Yun was in a trance again.

The daughter's face remained unchanged.

She looked in the rearview mirror, and her appearance didn't seem to have changed much. The husband is still the same husband.

For a moment, Zhu Yun felt that the world in front of him had become strange.

She endured the questions that were about to blurt out and touched her body.

"Where is my mobile phone?" Zhu Yunqiang asked calmly.

"Here I am. Dad has asked for leave for you. You can rest for a few more days. Your colleagues wanted to come see you. Dad told them not to come." The daughter said, taking out the phone and handing it to Zhu Yun.

The date was the day after Zhu Yun was hospitalized, and after the devil's countdown ended. The time was around ten o'clock in the morning.

It seemed that she had just been thrown into the hospital by her husband, but was picked up by her husband and daughter one night.

Zhu Yun didn't understand what happened.

Her hands trembled, and she looked up at her daughter, then at the back of her husband's head, "Doctor...what did you say..."

"You say you don't get enough sleep. Maybe it's... uh... menopause..." the daughter whispered, then immediately added, "This is normal. It happens as you age. It happens earlier for girls, later for boys. Endocrine secretion will It’s different from usual. It’ll be fine once you’re past this age. But it doesn’t matter whether you take it or not.”

His daughter's comfort and concern made Zhu Yun feel sad.

The doubts in my mind were suppressed.

My nerves were tense.

I thought of Ren Pi.

If Qingye's people hadn't intervened, Ren Pi would have died long ago. The file is from 2008 or 2009, I think it was before 2010.

But Zhu Yun died in 2023.

A difference of more than thirteen years.

Was the extra thirteen years caused by individual differences, or was it because Qingye's people intervened at the time?

If that demon comes back, it should use a similar method to kill the students in that class.

Ren Pi was supposed to die in a car accident.

Thinking of this, I became wary of my surroundings.

However, Zhu Yun's mind was not on this aspect.

She was somewhat evasive. She suppressed the uneasiness in her heart and wanted to pretend that nothing happened.

She hoped those fears were just her imagination, a simple nightmare.

She even wished that she had really gone through menopause and gone insane.

The phone rang at this time, it was an alarm.

Zhu Yun looked at this alarm clock in confusion.

The alarm clock is 10:27 in the morning.

This time is not awkward or embarrassing, it is not the time to get up, and it is not the hour such as five or ten.

I also have some doubts.

I remember that Ren Pi's class had a car accident during their spring outing, probably very early.

As soon as the idea came up, I felt a shadow.

Zhu Yun's daughter let out a scream, and there was an exclamation outside the taxi.

Through the narrow window glass, Zhu Yun saw the two large, bright red characters "construction engineering".

I heard the sound of the iron sheet being squeezed.

The shadow was completely suppressed.

Zhu Yun was still holding her daughter's hand, but soon, she could no longer feel the power coming from that hand.

She was hit so hard that she hit the car door, most of her body was pinned down, and her head was caught in the gap in the car.

She forgot about the pain for a moment, just lowered her eyes and stared at her body.

There, blood gushes out.

She didn't know if it was her own blood or her daughter's blood.

She felt that her eyes were filled with blood.

"Zhu Yun! Ah!"

Zhu Yun raised his eyes and saw her husband outside the car.

He was panicked, and his eyes did not fall on himself, but behind him. He seemed to have had his knees smashed, and he suddenly fell to his knees on the ground.

Tears rolled down Zhu Yun's face.

She knew her daughter was gone.

In her blurred vision, she saw a red and black figure.

It seemed to be a human figure, or it seemed to be an abstract painting formed by blood and cement sliding across the broken car window.

Zhu Yun heard the children's screams and cries.

I heard the stern female voice with a crying tone, comforting the child and shouting for help.

Her consciousness, like her vision, gradually blurred.

Someone picked her up and put her on the bed. The bed rolled.

She was confused, sometimes awake, sometimes dazed.

Life was draining from her body.

She seemed to hear her parents crying and other strange cries.

Zhu Yun seemed to have had a dream.

She sat up from the big bed, barefooted, and quietly opened the bedroom door.

Outside the door, the lights were on in the living room.

Young parents sitting in the living room. The father hugged the mother, his eyes were red. The mother's shoulders were hunched and she was crying.

"It's just a nightmare..."

"I think it's true. If it's true..." Mother raised her head, "I'm only in elementary school, I'm only in elementary school...I...so..."

Father was silent.

"I want to promise him. I will promise him. I don't want to see Yun Yun die... That is our daughter." The mother cried repressedly.

Zhu Yun couldn't help but call "Mom".

The parents turned their heads sharply as if they were frightened, which actually shocked Zhu Yun.

"That's it." Mother cried, hugged herself into her arms, and returned to the bedroom.

"Go to bed quickly. Be good." Father followed in and covered himself with a quilt.

"Will I die?" Zhu Yun asked uneasily.

Mother's tears fell more quickly.

"No. No way. Mom and dad will not let Yunyun die. Yunyun will grow up happily." The father choked with sobs and said in a firm tone.

The mother stopped crying and assured her, "You will grow up happily."

Zhu Yun was confused and a little scared.

There was no light on in the bedroom, and the light from the living room came in and hit the ceiling.

Zhu Yun saw a strange figure appearing in the beam of light.

The man had horns on his head and a thin thread-like tail on his back.

The dazed feeling disappeared after seeing the shadow.

That figure seemed to be able to see Zhu Yun clearly. It looked like a paper cut, with a crescent moon split into the lower half of its head, forming a ferocious smile.

Zhu Yun's consciousness fell into endless darkness. She was left with only fear and no other consciousness.

I felt something was wrong, my soul seemed to be caught by something.

I used my abilities instinctively.

The thing let go of its hand like an electric shock.

My soul was like a hydrogen balloon, flying immediately.

Different from previous dreams.

Instead of falling back into my own body, I ascended from the ground into my own body.

I opened my eyes and couldn't help but smile bitterly when I thought of Zhu Yun's experience.

That devil... really is a devil...