My girlfriend died in the past

Chapter 127 His Story
"???"

A hint of doubt flashed in Shu Die's starry eyes.

"The last time I came here"?
She couldn't remember when she had been to this mental hospital.

But when she turned her head, she saw Zhuang Xiao suddenly look up and widen his eyes, as if he had seen something unbelievable.

However, this reaction only lasted for a moment, and Zhuang Xiao immediately returned to his indifferent look. But the changes and fluctuations in his expression just now were all captured by Shu Die.

There's something going on here!

Shu Die inevitably became curious.

For a second-generation rich person like her, no hobbies can actually attract her anymore.

But the more unknown things are, the more they attract her.

What she heard from Zhuang Xiao and the others last night made her very curious, so after returning home at night she specially asked someone to investigate, but found nothing.

Everything seems to be in the clouds.

That's why she spent one million yuan in sponsorship from five academies overnight, just to find an excuse to get involved in this matter.

Things like "to slap someone in the face" are all bullshit!

And now, she felt that her heart, which had been silent for a long time, seemed to speed up a little.

Because she seemed to have found something exciting.

So she held her breath and began to observe carefully.

Although Zhuang Xiao's expression had returned to normal, his brain was still racing.

[Last time I came here, this little girl wasn't this cold. ]

This sentence contains too much information!
When was the last time he came?
It’s the timeline of [3.1]!
And he brought Shu Die with him that time!

That lively Shudie!
"So, Professor An, do you still remember the last time I came here?"

An Shihong's eyes suddenly showed confusion. He muttered to himself in confusion, "No, it was just a dream, but it was different from the previous dreams. Zhuang Xiao was not this big before. I remember how old he was. Was he a teenager?"

Shu Die curled her lips, "It seems that his illness is not developing in a good direction at all."

Zhuang Xiao also agreed, "Yeah, I think I figured it out."

Shu Die gave him a cold look, "You mean, because he used to live upstairs from you, and you were still a child before he became ill, so he couldn't tell the difference between reality and hallucination, so he thought that seeing you before was an illusion, right?"

If that's the case, it's really boring.

"Yes." Zhuang Xiao shrugged. "Sometimes the answer is that simple. He must have seen you before. Your family used to live there. And it's normal for you to be a little lively when you were a child."

Shu Die lost interest, but she still looked at Zhuang Xiao suspiciously.

She had a feeling that it wasn't that simple.

Zhuang Xiao's expression remained unchanged, and he thought to himself that it certainly wasn't that simple.

This explanation was not given to Shu Die, but to himself.

Then he asked himself in his heart, if this was the answer, could he accept it?
The answer is definitely no.

Because in addition to this seemingly reasonable "answer", Zhuang Xiao himself has another answer.

That is, An Shihong can really "see" fragments of another timeline. But because it is too real and like a moon in the water and a flower in the mirror, he is regarded as a mental patient, and even he himself thinks he is sick.

Both answers are possible.

But Zhuang Xiao wanted to hear what he meant by "hallucination".

Because even if there is no timeline 45678, there is still a timeline [1.0] that must exist.

Maybe what An Shihong said is related to this timeline?

So he asked, "Professor An, would you mind telling me in detail?"

An Shihong's eyes regained clarity at this moment, and he nodded elegantly, "I know I'm sick, but you're the first one who's willing to listen to me talk about those hallucinations."

Zhuang Xiao also laughed, "Maybe I just like listening to stories."

"Just listen to it as a story, so you don't end up with schizophrenia like me."

An Shihong turned around and picked up the water cup on the bedside table and took a sip of water. Then he held the water cup and fell into deep thought, "Let me think about where to start. Well, let's start from 99. That's when my illness started."

Zhuang Xiao raised his hand. "I'm sorry, Professor, but according to the information I found, your illness started in 08."

"That's what I pretended to be."

"what?"

It was Shu Die who spoke, while Zhuang Xiao didn't react at all.

An Shihong explained with a smile, "I was a university teacher at the time, and was being evaluated for professional titles. I just thought that I was under too much pressure, and I didn't dare to tell anyone, after all, the competition for places in the school was quite fierce.

"So I always pretended not to see those hallucinations. To be honest, it had a big impact on my life. Sometimes I almost got caught when I was walking on the street or at home."

After a pause, he sighed, "How should I put it? It started one day in 1999, Children's Day to be exact, when I suddenly had hallucinations."

Zhuang Xiao asked: "What hallucination?"

"My wife still has hallucinations of being pregnant." At this moment, An Shihong seemed to be talking about someone else's story. "The car accident happened on May 5, and then my wife miscarried. But I have seen hallucinations from time to time since Children's Day on June 30st. The hallucinations are too real.
"Just one second I was comforting my wife by the bed, but the next second it seemed like I was accompanying her in the hospital while waiting for the ultrasound results. It may have only been one or two seconds, but it was so real.
"At first I didn't take it seriously, thinking it might be caused by overwork and the miscarriage. After all, we said we wanted to be DINKs, but we still wanted a child. However, after the miscarriage, we could only comfort ourselves by saying that work was more important and that this child came at the wrong time, so maybe aborting it would be a good thing.

"But then the hallucinations became more and more serious. From time to time, I would even see my wife's belly getting bigger and bigger. But when I touched her belly, I would see her incredible expression. Only then did I suddenly realize that my hand had been touching the air in front of her belly."

His tone was very calm, but Shu Die shuddered subconsciously. Even the warm sun of early autumn shining through the window into the room could not drive away the chill in her heart.

Just by imagining it, she felt like she was watching a horror movie.

It is really hard to imagine how much psychological pressure Professor An Shihong's wife and mother must be under, and of course the same goes for himself.

Zhuang Xiao also asked this question, "Wouldn't your family be under a lot of pressure?"

"Yes, I tried my best to hide it at the beginning, but when that day came, I really couldn't hide it anymore." An Shihong said softly: "On December 1999, 12, my daughter was born, of course. In a dream.

"I was so happy that day, but I was still exposed."

Looking at the gentle smile on his face, Shu Die shuddered subconsciously.

But Zhuang Xiao asked the question that made her unable to suppress the fear in her heart.

"Professor An, then, how did you get exposed?"

An Shihong smiled warmly, "It was too late to go to the hospital that day. In other words, my wife didn't need to go to the hospital at all, but I was too anxious, so I used a knife to cut open my wife's belly."

(End of this chapter)