Chapter 91: Special Chapter Three

The manager was clearly in a predicament, scratching his head with no concealment whatsoever. Although her heart felt like it was painfully squeezed by a rough pair of hands, she still insisted on asking the boss to keep her. The boss, due to the need for staffing in the new company, reluctantly agreed and gave her a three-month probationary period.
On that day, the denial seemed to finally find its value in existence. She deliberately enjoyed the sensation of the sun kissing her skin, and deliberately felt the touch of flowers' fragrance passing through her nostrils…
```htmlDuring that time, I was indeed happy, and the feeling of joy truly came from the heart.
Until one afternoon, not yet halfway through my probation period, the car owner smiled and said goodbye to me, even encouraging me to continue living positively and strongly. Little did I know, he turned around and reported me to the company after returning the car. He cursed at me with humiliating language, questioning how the company could allow a disabled person to be an employee, as if they were so indifferent to the lives of passengers!```
```htmlThe car owner, who seemed like a completely different person before and after, threatened that if the company continued to neglect customer safety in such a manner, he would take them to court.
The boss, ultimately concerned for the company's future and interests, did dismiss the employee, but compensated him with three months' salary.```
Like a walking corpse, Nao waited at the car pickup location for three days and three nights, but the car owner and his vehicle never appeared again. During those long days and nights, Nao numbly questioned herself countless times: even if she did see the other person, what would it matter? Although she couldn't provide an answer, she knew that a monster with a human face and a beast's heart must be punished and pay the highest price for his despicable actions.
```htmlHowever, as expected, she received nothing in return.
Despairingly, she locked herself inside her home, with deep hopelessness and an increasing resentment towards others. The darkest memories hidden in the depths of her heart finally surged forth. The darkness behind her suddenly loomed larger, gradually engulfing her like a devil. Struggling on the brink of existence countless times from childhood to adulthood, she was too weak to resist any longer; she chose death, like selecting the only light in the darkness…```
That day, her mind was blank, as if someone was manipulating her from behind. One by one, she swallowed different pills with various effects, smiling as she prepared to bid farewell to this filthy world. There was no fear, no reluctance, only a sense of relief...
She lay quietly on the bed, fantasizing about seeing her mother, firmly believing that this time her mother wouldn't abandon her again and would definitely come to take her away...
However, she gradually felt her mind becoming unclear, her gaze unfocused as she stared at the ceiling, not quite understanding her state at the time. Her eyes became vacant and scattered, fixating on the curtains, but the folds of the curtains slowly morphed into human faces, like the heavily made-up king and guards from an animated film. The folds seemed to move, and the faces transitioned from profile to front view, accompanied by soft whispers...
The ceiling transforms into a deep cave, with water flowing and dripping rhythmically. Above, clusters of stalactites cover the surface, and the sharp stalagmites nearby catch the falling water droplets, creating ripples in the puddles, layer upon layer, one circle after another…
In this surreal time, she couldn't help but be mesmerized; wherever her gaze fell, colorful circles cascaded down like skyscrapers collapsing...
She felt a feverish warmth all over, as if wrapped in an impenetrable fog, her body growing lighter and her thoughts drifting further away...
Three hours later, she woke up in a hellish torment of pain. Her stomach felt like it was burning with flames, a relentless wave of agony sweeping over her. It felt as if her insides were being drenched in sulfuric acid, twisting and tearing at her organs. Her already pale cheeks had turned a deep grayish-blue, her vision blurred, and the world around her seemed to be upside down. Her entire body trembled uncontrollably from the intense pain, beads of sweat steadily oozing from her pores, soaking the sheets…
In a final struggle, she used the last bit of remaining reason and strength to dial Yao's number. It wasn't about wanting to live, but rather, she couldn't bear this heart-wrenching pain any longer. Although she ultimately couldn't say a word on the phone, Yao, who understood her, grasped her faint gasps. When Yao rushed in with the police and paramedics, the door was broken down, only to find that she had once again fainted amidst a pile of nauseating vomit...
After experiencing this attempted suicide, I have become much calmer.
The pain isn't from not dying, but from the rescue process and the despair after being saved. My entire body was filled with tubes, unable to move in the darkness. I couldn't express my discomfort, couldn't articulate the pain, and even the tears wouldn't flow.
God ultimately did not spare her; she still has to continue living.
She came back to her senses from the memories, and before she knew it, tears were streaming down her face in the mirror.
She had once thought about becoming a vengeful demon, making those true demons who had harmed her pay with their lives. After all, her already miserable life had taken such a twisted trajectory; it hardly mattered if it ended. But the little bit of rationality she had left kept waking her up over and over again, and day after day she wandered in this conflict and entanglement between good and evil, suffering unbearably.
She turned on the faucet and washed her face; the cold water made her feel a bit more awake. Returning to her room, she swallowed a few pills that Yao had given her.
In this world, the only person she could truly trust was probably Yao. This life was also given to her by Yao later on. For everything Yao had done, she probably would never be able to repay it in this lifetime…
The weather is getting cooler, and the cold air of mid-October has arrived. The cold wind carries the withered yellow leaves, drifting between the earth and sky, like lost souls of spirits, swaying gently, scattering an entire autumn on the ground...
Nih was furrowing his brows tightly in his sleep, his breathing slightly rising and falling.
“They are coming…”
“Kill them…”
“Make them suffer as ghosts…”
In the deep darkness of night, Nih suddenly opened his eyes wide, looking around in confusion and disorientation at the pitch-black surroundings. Whispered voices drifted in his ears, unclear of their source, yet they felt so clear and distant at the same time.
The hollow sound felt like it was coming from within, or from all directions, attacking her…
She was startled and immediately sat up in bed, unable to remember how many times this scene had replayed over and over.
```htmlThe sound abruptly stopped, leaving a silent night.
否打开床头的灯，明亮的光刺得她睁不开眼。她揉了揉眼睛，眯起眼睛望着窗外。才发现不知何时窗外已经淅淅沥沥下起了小雨，雨水拍打玻璃的声音刺激着否的耳膜。
The tranquility of the night is enough to amplify every tiny sound.
And the wind is howling, prompting me to subconsciously stretch my right foot deeper into the blanket. No matter how fierce the world outside may be, at least the blanket is warm.
Just as she was about to turn off the bedside lamp and go back to sleep, her phone suddenly rang, startling her once again!