She is in the fog

He Xi sniffed the faint fragrance of lavender and woke up from her deep sleep. She took off her blindfold and looked at everything in the room again. In the dim studio, only a moon lamp was emitting soft light, and she could slightly see the woman wearing gold-rimmed glasses not far away.

"You're awake." The woman walked to the water dispenser, poured a cup of hot water into a disposable paper cup, and walked to He Xi with it. "How do you feel?"

"Not bad." He Xi took the cup of water and took small sips.

The woman brought a chair and sat opposite her, crossing her legs and folding her hands on her knees. Seeing He Xi's slightly lowered head, she smiled and shook her head: "You are still rejecting."

He Xi paused, tilted his neck back and drank the hot water in the cup in one gulp, then lowered his head again and did not look at her.

The woman's name is Zheng Haohao, a famous psychologist in Nanzhou City. It is difficult to make an appointment with her, but she is a good friend of Mingmei's mother Lin Meijun. Therefore, Mingmei used her relationship to make an appointment for He Xi for a consultation on the weekend.

Zheng Haohao continued to ask: "You think the college entrance examination is very important to you, right?"

"Very important."

"So you should be looking forward to its arrival?"

He Xi thought about it, then said, "I don't know."

"Did something happen?"

He Xi frowned. Zheng Haohao's voice seemed to have magic. She almost told him everything. But when the words came to her lips, she suddenly realized it. So she licked her lips and hesitated to change her words: "A long time ago, I had a dream. I dreamed that after the college entrance examination, I accidentally lost my most important thing and never found it again. On the one hand, I know that the college entrance examination is very important to me and cannot be avoided; but on the other hand, I am afraid of the arrival of the college entrance examination, afraid that the scene in the dream will become reality."

Zheng Haohao listened carefully and kept observing her expressions and movements.

It can be noticed that her brows are furrowed, and her eyes are moving faster than the pace of her speech. Although she has just drunk water, she licked her lips subconsciously.
Zheng Haohao summarized this as indecision and lying.

But considering the specific circumstances, what she said should be half true and half false.

Having been in the profession for more than ten years, he has treated quite a few patients, some of whom concealed the truth. However, Zheng Haohao always has a way to make them confess everything willingly, and then provide targeted breakthrough treatments to ease their worries.

But this He Xi seemed unusual. Zheng Haohao had already adopted various strategies to win over her, but she was still tight-lipped and always spoke with some reservation.

But she still wanted to try again and continued to smile: "What is it?"

"In short, what is very important to me..." He Xi stopped here.

Zheng Haohao pushed his glasses up and said, "But, it was just a dream, wasn't it?"

"Yeah." He Xi lowered his eyes and answered vaguely.

It seems that there will be no progress even if I continue to ask, so I should learn more about the situation from Mingmei and talk about it later. After thinking about it, Zheng Haohao took the empty water cup from He Xi, "Well, at least you slept well today." She threw the water cup into the trash can, picked up a business card from the table and handed it to He Xi: "If you need anything later, you can contact me again."

"Thank you." He Xi took the business card and breathed a sigh of relief inaudibly.

As soon as I opened the door of the studio, Mingmei came up to me, blinked and asked curiously: "How is it? What did Aunt Zheng say?"

He Xi shook her head gently, and Ming Mei frowned, wondering, "What does shaking your head mean? Is there nothing Aunt Zheng can do?"

"It's because I didn't cooperate."

Mingmei was even more confused: "Why?"

He Xi took Mingmei's hand and said indifferently: "Let's go, there's no need to consult a psychologist. I know what the problem is."

After getting on the elevator, while no one was around, He Xi spoke: "I don't know what's going on recently. The college entrance examination is getting closer and closer. Various fragments of my previous life keep flashing through my mind, even in my dreams. I often dream of you covered in white cloth, being pushed out of the emergency room by the doctor... I'm really scared..."

"Puh, phuh, phuh—" Mingmei said anxiously, "Why are you saying such unlucky words? I haven't lived enough."

"Ding--"
When the elevator reached the first floor, Mingmei hurriedly dragged He Xi out of the elevator. When they reached the open space, she said hastily, "Hurry up and stamp your feet, and then say 'Pah, pah, pah', and that will drive away the bad luck."

He Xi did as he was told. Ming Mei heaved a sigh of satisfaction and then took He Xi's hand and walked out the door, comforting him as she walked: "So that's what you're worried about. Don't worry. Freud said in his analysis of dreams that dreams are a reflection of reality. You're still brooding over things from your last life, and your subconscious mind is nervous and anxious. So when you fall asleep and dream, these nervous and anxious emotions enter your dream along with your subconscious mind. In other words, you're not anxious because you had a nightmare, but you're already anxious, which is why you have such a nightmare."

After finishing speaking, Ming Mei stopped where she was, raised her left arm, and opened her palm to He Xi, "He Xi, let's see whose fingers are longer?"

"what?"
He Xi was a little confused. She was just giving a long speech, why did he suddenly ask her to point fingers? But she didn't hesitate and quickly raised her arm to match Mingmei's palm.

As soon as she put it on, Mingmei bent her fingers, clasped her hand, and said with a smile: "Look, I'm still warm, and I'll live well. Besides, hasn't the criminal been caught? What are you still anxious about?"

He Xi was amused by Ming Mei's little action, and he also held her hand tightly, sighing: "I hope I am worrying too much."

"You must be worrying too much." Mingmei winked playfully, "Throw all your worries out of your mind. Next, Comrade He Xi, I order you as your superior to fight to the death! Sprint!"

He Xi raised the corner of his mouth, saluted immediately, and responded in a sonorous and powerful voice: "Got it! I promise to complete the task!"

……

On June 2014, 6, the annual college entrance examination arrived as scheduled.

The students were all well prepared and were full of enthusiasm.

Qin Yiran's mother still wore the bright yellow cheongsam, and Qin Yiran still complained: "Mom, you are too exaggerated in this. It reflects the sun. People who don't know would think you are here to ascend the throne."

He Xi stood in the shade of the tree and suddenly felt that nothing seemed to have changed.

"Yangyang!" Sun Siqin ran towards He Xi holding a parasol and a bottle of mineral water. As she ran, she tore off the wrapping paper on the bottle, leaving only the transparent bottle. She handed the mineral water to He Xi, wiped the sweat off her face and complained, "This is such a lousy weather, I get hot after running a few steps. Take the mineral water and drink a sip when you're thirsty during the exam, but don't drink too much and don't go to the bathroom too often."

"Got it." He Xi was a little thirsty, so he opened the bottle and took a small sip.

Sun Siqin continued to ask: "Is there air conditioning in the examination room?"

“No air conditioning.”
He Xi and her classmates did not take the exam at their own school, but were assigned to No. 4 Middle School. It was a sad thing that the classrooms at No. 4 Middle School did not have air conditioners installed.

Sun Siqin continued to ask: "There must be a fan, right?"

"Yes, there is, but we shouldn't let it go. It will affect the exam, right?"

"Wouldn't it be so hot?" Sun Siqin put away her parasol. "Then I'll buy you a small fan. You can bring it inside and blow it when you feel hot."

"No need, grandma. You shouldn't bring a small fan in, right? And we're about to enter the examination room. Just take a good rest and don't bother yourself."

Sun Siqin waved her hand indifferently, "Hey, just buy one and take it with you. If you're not allowed to bring it in, just leave it at the door."
After saying that, he ran towards the supermarket nearby with a huff.

He Xi looked at Sun Siqin's back as she ran hard, and a sweet and distressed smile appeared on his face.

At this time, the head teacher asked everyone to gather and prepare to distribute the admission tickets.

He Xi stepped into the sunlight and suddenly felt that everything seemed to have changed.

……

On the evening after the college entrance examination, Zhong Nuo booked a Chinese-style bar to hold a graduation party for Class 3-5 of Senior High School.

This time, He Xi was no longer sitting alone in the corner, drinking orange juice intermittently. She, Mingmei, Wenwan and Li Xingyu, they found a quiet private room to sing because they thought the DJ dance music was too loud.

After a while, other students also came in, Qin Yiran, He Jiahe, Xu Yan... together with the original four people, there were a total of ten people. The originally spacious private room suddenly became crowded.

With more people, there are more ideas. Fang Yiyi suggested: "Singing is boring, how about we play Werewolf?"

"Okay, okay, I've wanted to play for a long time." Wen Wan couldn't wait to agree.

So everyone hit it off and started playing Werewolf. He Jiahe raised his hand: "I'll be the God's perspective, and I'll be the host."

The others said in unison: "Okay, then you will host it."

After writing the identity cards, He Jiahe began to shuffle the cards and explained the rules of the game: "For nine people, let's play a game of three wolves, three gods and three people. If any of the gods and people are killed, the werewolves win. On the contrary, if all the werewolves are killed and there are still people from the gods and people camp left, the good camp wins. Are you ready?"

"Ready!"

After shuffling the cards, He Jiahe distributed identity cards to the nine people present. "Please confirm your identity. Okay, it's dark, please close your eyes... Keep your eyes closed, don't peek, werewolves please open your eyes."

As soon as he finished speaking, Mingmei, Wenwan and Li Xingyu opened their eyes.

He Jiahe: "Werewolf, please kill."

Li Xingyu pointed at himself, but was glared at by Wen Wan, whose eyes seemed to say, "Kill yourself? Forget it, no one will save you, isn't this giving it away for nothing?"

Mingmei understood their thoughts. Seeing that they couldn't make up their minds for a long time, she pointed at herself and gave He Jiahe a look.

He Jiahe nodded: "Okay, werewolf please close your eyes, prophet please open your eyes."

Qin Yiran opened his eyes, and He Jiahe said, "Prophet, whose identity do you want to verify?"

Qin Yinyi nodded at He Xi, and He Jiahe said, "Please look at the gesture. Thumbs up means she is a good person, and thumbs down means she is a bad person. Her identity is..." He Jiahe made a thumbs-up gesture.

Qin Yiran nodded slightly and closed his eyes.

He Jiahe: "Witch, please open your eyes."

After saying that, He Xi opened his eyes. He Jiahe pointed at Ming Mei and asked, "She was the one who died just now. Do you have a bottle of antidote that you want to use?"
He Xi nodded.
"You got a bottle of poison you want to use?"
He Xi shook his head.
"Okay, witch, please close your eyes. It's dawn and this is Christmas Eve. Let's start with Qin Yiran's speech."

Qin Yiran: "I can't see anything on the first night, it's over."

Fang Yiyi: "It's Christmas Eve. The werewolves shouldn't have missed their targets on the first night, right? So the witch should have used the antidote. Uh... there's nothing else. I played the game with my eyes closed the whole time, so the information I know is limited. That's all."

……

When it was Mingmei's turn, she silently counted her speaking position and found it was the last one. Anyway, she had already tricked the witch into giving her the antidote, so she wouldn't lose anything. She would try her best to turn her bicycle into a motorcycle. Then she spoke boldly: "I am a prophet. The person I just checked was He Xi. She is a good person. I think Qin Yiran's speech was perfunctory, as if she was trying hard to hide something, and what she said..."

Mingmei poured a bucket of dirty water on Qin Yiran. Qin Yiran's eyes widened, her face full of shock. Unfortunately, her chance to speak had already been used up. It was really uncomfortable to have no way to express her grievances.

As expected, under Mingmei's leadership, Qin was still voted out, with last words.

"I am the prophet!" Qin Yiran argued, "I tested He Xi on the first night. She is a good person. Good people listen to He Xi. Don't let Mingmei lead you away, Mingmei Iron Wolf!"

He Jiahe: "Please close your eyes when it's dark, and please open your eyes if you're a werewolf..."

That night, the werewolf stabbed Xu Yan.

After dawn, Xu Yan, as a hunter, used his skills to take He Xi away.

He Jiahe announced: "The game is over, the werewolves win."

He Xi was caught off guard by Xu Yan's trick. She looked up to the sky and howled unwillingly: "Xu Yan, you took me away? What were you thinking? I have double gold water, two people sent me gold water, why did you take me away?"

Xu Yan scratched his head embarrassedly and said, "I am just thinking in reverse. If something is out of the ordinary, there must be something wrong. What if it happens?"

"That's it." He Xi sighed, "Next time."

He Jiahe started to shuffle and deal the cards again.

In this round, He Xi's identity is a prophet. On the first night, he found out that Fang Yiyi is a werewolf and was ready to show his skills.

He Jiahe: "It's dawn. The ones who died that night were He Xi and Ming Mei. They both died without leaving any last words."

He Xi expressed confusion: "What's going on?"

Mingmei raised her hand: "I'm a hunter, can I activate my skills?"

The rule of Werewolf in Nanzhou City is that the hunter can use the skill as long as he is not poisoned by the witch.

He Jiahe thought for a moment, then said, "Okay, who do you want to take away?"

"I'll take Qin Yiran away."

He Jiahe: "Okay, the hunter chooses to take Qin Yiran away. The game is over, and the werewolf wins."

There was a big puzzlement in He Xi's eyes: "What happened? Why did I lose?"

He Jiahe said: "Witch Qin Yiran poisoned the prophet He Xi, the werewolf stabbed the hunter Mingmei, the hunter Mingmei took away the witch Qin Yiran, the god camp was completely wiped out, and the good guys failed."

So, except He Xi, Ming Mei and Qin Yiran, everyone else present burst into laughter.

Wen Wan laughed so hard that she fell backwards: "I am dying of laughter. The fastest werewolf killing in history!"

The war of the gods, this is too dramatic.

He Xi felt a headache, rubbed his temple, looked at Qin Yiran, and said helplessly: "Why did you use poison on the first night? Do you have any professional ethics?"

Qin Yiran retorted confidently: "If you hadn't used the antidote to save the werewolf in the last round, we wouldn't have lost."

"You're using this round to avenge what happened in the last round? Isn't this a bit of a personal grudge?"

Qin Yiran turned her head away without responding. She looked at Mingmei and complained, "By the way, Mingmei, why did you have to take me away?"

Mingmei pursed her lips guiltily: "I thought you were a werewolf. Didn't I steal your identity as a prophet last time and vote you out? I thought you were holding a grudge, so you wanted to kill me this time."

"I don't want to play anymore." Qin Yin sat back, leaning against the sofa, and said sadly, "Wow, this game is really hurting the feelings of my classmates."

"That's great. We've played long enough, let's take a break." He Jiahe said.

Mingmei picked up her schoolbag, took out a stack of invitations, and gave one to everyone present. "Be sure to come to my birthday party the day after tomorrow."

He Jiahe looked at the invitation and asked curiously, "Mingmei, did you fold the paper cranes on it yourself?"

"Yeah." Mingmei said with a smile, "I folded it for a long time."

He Xi was still studying the invitation Mingmei handed to her to see if there was anything special about it, but Mingmei patted her shoulder, winked at her, and said as if asking for praise: "I did it."

"what?"

"Have you forgotten? When I was in the second year of high school, you asked me if I folded paper cranes for all the classmates at the graduation party. At that time, I answered that I didn't know how to fold paper cranes. Now I can tell you exactly, I did! Everyone folded one!"

There were so many things to do that He Xi had no memory at all. He couldn't help but roll his eyes. Having a bad memory is a bad thing, but having a good memory is not a good thing either...
No matter what, sincerity is always the best skill. He Xi apologized guiltily: "I don't seem to remember it clearly, but I am very happy to receive your paper crane."

Mingmei was not angry. Instead, she smiled and said, "You must come the day after tomorrow. See you there."

(End of this chapter)