My Iyashikei Game

Han Fei, who was leaning on the bench, felt that someone was pushing him. He opened his eyes in a daze: "What time is it? Are you off work?"

"It's getting dark." Fu Sheng picked up the plastic bag and the remaining wine bottles and threw them into the trash.

"Do I smell a lot of alcohol?"

"fine."

"That's fine." Han Fei got up and tidied up his suit, and walked out of the small park with Fu Sheng: "Tomorrow you will tell your mother that there is not enough lunch, and ask her to prepare more."

"Aren't you going to work tomorrow?" Fu Sheng turned to look at his father, as if it was the first time he saw his father like this.

"You're a high school student who skips classes every day, and you care about me as an adult who skips class?" Han Fei shook his suit, hoping to dissipate the smell of alcohol as soon as possible.

"But I know most of the courses taught in the school, and the rest I'm not interested in. Isn't school a place to teach knowledge?" Fu Sheng said with a blank expression while carrying his schoolbag.

Hearing Fu Sheng's rebuttal, Han Fei was speechless: "It's good."

Along the street, the father and son walked back to the community, and they didn't feel any discomfort.

At the door of the house, Han Fei knocked on the door.

After a while, his wife came over and opened the door, and she saw Han Fei and Fu Sheng standing outside the door at a glance.

Without discussing in advance, Han Fei and Fu Sheng spoke at the same time.

"We met on the road."

"We met downstairs."

The wife looked at Han Fei and Fu Sheng at the door with a smile on their faces: "I didn't say anything, you two are so strange."

"I'm going to cook." Han Fei was a little guilty. When he usually went to work, he went home with his head held high. This time, he always felt uneasy when he came home after drinking and had to do some housework.

"Don't be busy, I've got it all done, so hurry up and wash your hands and eat." His wife took off Han Fei's suit. She looked at the wrinkled clothes and frowned slightly: "Did you go to the construction site?"

"No." Han Fei waved his hand and glanced at Fu Sheng: "I drank some wine with my friends at noon, and then fell asleep."

"Drink less alcohol, it's not good for your health."

"Don't worry." Han Fei knew the condition of his body very well, but he still blurted out those two words. If he could, he would be willing to keep the house out of the wind and rain.

The family sat around the dining table. Fu Tian stopped arguing about watching TV. He was attracted by the delicious food on the table. He held chopsticks in his hand and stared straight at the food.

No one talked about this dinner, but the meal was very warm. It seemed that everyone was tacitly maintaining this last warmth.

Satisfied, Fu Sheng didn't go back to his room for the first time. He sat on the corner of the sofa in the living room and read a book.

The wife cleans the dishes and cleans up the kitchen.

Fu Tian, ​​who is full of energy every day, yells to play hide and seek with Han Fei. He is still caught by Han Fei every time, but when he catches Han Fei, he can't always find someone.

That cute little face was particularly unconvinced. He was fighting and losing.

The wife who also watched this scene shook her head, the boy's competitive spirit is really strong, Han Fei is so big, he has to go all out to play hide and seek, keep moving, and lose his vision.

After Fu Tian was tired, Han Fei picked him up: "I'll take Fu Tian into the room to sleep first."

Pushing open the door of Fu Tian's room, Han Fei just put Fu Tian on the bed, and suddenly found that all Fu Tian's toys had been packed into boxes and sealed.

"This is……"

Exiting Fu Tian's room, when Han Fei came out again, Fu Sheng also left the living room and went back to his room on the second floor.

"It feels a little strange." Han Fei opened the doors of several rooms again, and many things were already packed: "I woke up in the morning and it was fine. Did she pack these during the day?"

Walking out of the bedroom, Han Fei happened to see his wife.

Sitting at the dining table, she took out a carefully preserved document bag from the cupboard.

"When I was cleaning at home yesterday, I saw the news playing on TV." The wife opened the file bag a little bit: "Then I went to your company and wanted to take you home."

"You went to my company yesterday?!" Hearing what his wife said, Han Fei's heart pounded and his eyes widened.

"When I went, you were already gone. It was Zhao Qian who met me. After my inquiry, she told me the contact information of the mother."

"Which mother?"

"Fu Yi's mother."

The wife opened the document bag, took out the real estate certificate, the purchase contract, and the deed tax invoice and put it on the table.

The lights in the house dispelled the darkness of the night. Time seemed to stop at this moment. Han Fei didn't seem to hear the ticking of the clock. A special emotion arose in his mind.

"I'm also a mother. I know her pain. If she had other options, she would definitely not come to you." The wife pushed the things on the table to Han Fei: "Sell the house, It's important to save people."

His wife's words really touched the softness of Han Fei's heart. He never thought that he could meet such a gentle person in the memory world of the shrine.

"thanks."

After Han Fei said thank you, his wife shook her head: "Actually, I didn't want to help him, I just wanted to thank you, thank you for turning my fantasy scene into reality."

She put her hands on the table and clasped them together: "I don't understand why such a thing happens, but I can be sure that you are not Fu Yi."

Saying these words, the wife seems to have exhausted all her strength. She is lying on the dining table, especially uncomfortable, like a little girl throwing her favorite rose to a place she will never touch.

"I... it's really not him." Han Fei lowered his head, he had also encountered such a situation in the memory world of the Mirror God.

When the mother of the Mirror God was dying, her eyes never stopped on Han Fei, but looked at the former owner of the shrine.

Even with the help of the shrine memory world, the closest and most cherished people have a certain probability to see through the illusion.

The living room was quiet, and after a long time, Han Fei spoke again: "Don't tell Fu Sheng and Fu Tian about this, I want to make up for some regrets in their lives."

The wife slowly calmed down, her eyes were red, and she was trying to keep her emotions normal: "Don't worry, Fu Sheng finally got out of the shadows, so I can't stimulate him now."

"En." Han Fei nodded, his hand slowly pressing on the pocket of his trousers, he was thinking about whether to tell his wife the diagnosis.

"I took a look at the new house today." My wife took out her phone, and she moved a chair to sit next to Han Fei: "It's near Fu Sheng's school. We can rent it for a long time until Fu Sheng's college entrance examination."

"Is this house a little broken?" When Han Fei saw the displayed picture, his heartbeat began to speed up. The layout of the room was exactly the same as what he saw in the manager's task!

Narrow, dark, and dilapidated, it is very close to the school, but only a few stops away from the plastic surgery hospital.

Living in a place like that, Fu Tian and Fu Sheng's talent for seeing ghosts would definitely shine.

"Then I'll take another look? The main reason is that Fu Yi's condition can't be delayed any longer. In order to prevent his condition from getting worse, we need to send the money as soon as possible."

"Choose carefully." Han Fei didn't take out the diagnosis results. He was going to give his wife some time to let her slow down.

"Then I'll pack my things, and the agent will come tomorrow."

"Finding an intermediary now, and then showing someone the house will be very troublesome. I do know that there is someone who has always wanted a house in our community." Han Fei still remembered Octopus' unbridled ridicule to him yesterday. That guy regarded Fu Yi as the most important thing. Competitors, who have spare money in their hands, also happen to want to buy a house in the community where Fu Yi lives.

Taking out his mobile phone, Han Fei called Octopus, which was the first time he had called Octopus.

"Fu Yi? What are you looking for me for?" Loud music came from the phone, and the octopus seemed to be carnival.

"Didn't you want to buy my house yesterday? I can sell it to you at 90% of the market price, but the premise is that you must prepare the formalities by noon tomorrow, and bring at least enough money for a down payment." The discount given by Han Fei is simply amazing. His house is located in the city center.

"10% off!" Octopus instantly became energetic, and the music on the phone began to weaken. Octopus seemed to run outside the nightclub: "Are you serious?"

"You are also aware of my current situation. I need money very much." Han Fei flipped over the house purchase contract on the table: "I have also contacted other people here. If you sincerely buy it, come here as soon as possible."

"Okay! It's a deal! I'll ask for leave tomorrow to find you!"

Hanging up the phone, Han Fei put away all the documents. He is eager to sell it tomorrow for two reasons. The first is because of the random tasks in the shrine, and tomorrow is the last day. The second is because of the hatred that the players said before. Should be here tomorrow night.

If Han Fei's guess is correct, the other party's target is someone in the family, so he must move out as soon as possible.

"After tomorrow night, this room may become a haunted house, and it will be difficult to get rid of it."

Octopus thought he was picking up a leak, but in fact he was picking up the dish, and it might be a ghost dish in the underworld.

"When he buys the house tomorrow, I will tell him not to move in and try to save his life."

His wife packed up overnight, and Han Fei began to plan the next plan.

At about three in the morning, Han Fei's cell phone suddenly rang. He glanced at the caller ID and found that it was Wu Shan.

Getting up and entering the bathroom, Han Fei put on his earphones before connecting the phone.

"What's up?"

"We succeeded, the perfect woman named Du Shu has been sent to the Paradise Labyrinth." Wu Shan's voice was trembling, a little terrified: "We have damaged two more people, and we also found that the plastic surgery hospital is a ghost's nest, Qiangwei also lost contact with us during the operation, as if she was trapped in the depths of the hospital."

"Qianwei didn't escape?"

"The last message he sent me was for me to contact you immediately." Wu Shan's words were full of bitterness: "He also said that if he died here, he would really die, so be careful."