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Gao Jun looked into my eyes, sighed, and said, “I know you have many doubts in your heart. I know you are concerned about the girl you saw, and I understand that this has caused you to lose trust in me. But please listen to me: tonight, after you meet Tong Tong, regardless of whether the outcome satisfies you, you must leave this place immediately. You can no longer stay here overnight; otherwise, that nightmare will continue to haunt you, torment you, and drag you into an unbearable terror... Just trust me this once, okay? No matter what happens, I love you.”
I bit my lip and whispered, “Okay, I promise you... and…”
“What?”
“I have always trusted you; I love you...” Tears blurred my vision as I spoke. “But are you really not coming with me?”
Gao Jun paused for a moment before shaking his head firmly. “No.”
I knew there was no point in saying more. I wiped my eyes with my hand and changed the subject. “A police officer came to talk to us earlier—apparently, there’s been a homicide.”
“Really? Where? What clues do they have? Why did they want to talk to you?” Gao Jun fired off a series of questions.
I recounted what I had learned to him. “By the way, there might be more police coming to our place to investigate.” As I said this last part, I watched his reaction closely.
“Oh? When will they come?” Gao Jun seemed somewhat indifferent.
“I don’t know…” I shook his arm gently. “Don’t forget we have a bloody handprint on our balcony; make sure you don’t get caught off guard!”
“A bloody handprint? There’s blood on the balcony?” Gao Jun looked puzzled.
“Yes, the blood has seeped into the wood and can’t be wiped away.”
Gao Jun shook his head in confusion. "What blood mark? I don’t know what you’re talking about."
I was convinced that Gao Jun was pretending not to understand, and I couldn't help but feel a surge of anger as I pulled him toward the balcony. "Alright, come with me. I want to see what you're up to!"
But when we actually reached the balcony, I was stunned.
I couldn't believe my eyes and took a couple of steps forward. The section of the balcony railing that had once been stained with blood was right in front of me, and I could even clearly see the old wooden patterns on it.
Yet, the blood handprint was gone. Just over an hour ago, I had been futilely trying to wipe it away, and now it had left not a single trace behind, as if it had never been there at all. Moreover, the wooden patterns where the blood had been were seamlessly integrated with the surrounding wood, showing no signs of having been scratched or disturbed.
Impossible! I distinctly remembered that the blood had seeped deeply into the wood; it was utterly impossible to remove it without damaging the material! In shock, I turned to Gao Jun. "Did you wipe it away? How did you do that?"
"No one wiped it away—it never existed. There has never been any bloodstain here," Gao Jun replied calmly.
I shook my head stubbornly. "What do you mean? There was definitely a bloodstain here; I saw it with my own eyes, and you saw it too!"
"Some things may appear real even if they are not truly there. And what has really happened..." At this point, Gao Jun paused, pulling me close and stroking my hair. "Forget it; you wouldn’t understand, and you don’t need to. Just remember that there has never been any bloodstain here, alright?"
My mind felt chaotic, as if I were trapped in a fog. Could it be true what Gao Jun said—that I could no longer distinguish between reality and illusion?
I knew that if I kept asking questions, I'd only become more confused. I decided to wait until evening; I had a strong premonition that by then, I would be able to unravel all these mysteries.
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