Nie Huan felt uneasy since he returned to his room.

It was already dark outside. Nie Huan held the amulet in his hand, his thoughts drifting far away.

**

The night rain has no mercy on people. The rain in late autumn hits people's faces and it hurts.

"Get out! This is a gift from the Nie family to you. Don't bother us anymore." The man drove Nie's father and Nie Huan out of the door.

It was raining heavily outside, and little Nie Huan saw the smile on his father's face.

"Nie Huan, I'll wait for you in front. Buy me a pack of cigarettes." Father Nie took out a piece of money and pointed to the convenience store not far away.

"Yeah." Nie Huan trotted over. A car horn sounded beside her. She glanced back and her vision gradually blurred.

When I woke up again, I was already in a strange and cold place.

"Is this a hospital?" She smelled a strong smell of disinfectant, so strong that it made her feel nauseous.

The woman next to her glanced at her coldly without saying anything. This was a cold place.

"1269's physical indicators do not meet the standards." This was the evaluation of her by the group of people in white coats.

She was young and didn't understand what it meant. She just saw that everyone around her was looking at her with envy.

"1269, do you want to eat?" It was the woman who never paid any attention to her. She smiled and handed her a piece of dessert.

"I'm going to move into Room 417 tomorrow. I'll leave this for you. It has red bean flavor." The woman stuffed the snack into her hand.

Nie Huan was stunned for a moment and asked her, "Why don't you eat?"

The woman's eyes were empty, and there seemed to be tears in the corners of her eyes. Before Nie Huan could see clearly, she quickly turned away: "It doesn't matter whether I eat or not."

Nie Huan didn't quite understand what she said. Soon, the group of people in white coats arrived.

There were a few younger people crying and saying they didn't want to go, but the woman was the only one who followed them out calmly and gracefully.

"What is place 417?" Nie Huan asked the people who stayed behind.

"A place where people die."

Nie Huan was stunned. She had waited for several days, but the woman never came back.

Everyone here also has to work. Nie Huan's task is to mop the floor. She is young and has a limited range of movement. The person mopping the floor with her asked, "Do you want to go home?"

"Yes, I want to see mom and dad."

But before he could get out, the man died.

He died in front of Nie Huan.

It was the first time she saw so much blood that her white clothes were all dyed red and the ground was also sticky red.

The shooter said, "This is what happens when you run away."

The scene was chaotic, with people crying everywhere. Someone told her that this was despair, that there was no freedom, and she didn't know when she would die.

After several days, the smell of blood on the floor had not completely dissipated. When Nie Huan saw No. 117, she was mopping the floor.

The elevator door opened and a delicate little girl came out. The number on her chest was 117. 117 was the most beautiful person she had ever seen.

"Lower your head." A pair of big hands quickly pressed Nie Huan's head down. This was her new sweeping partner, a sloppy man with an unshaven beard. He said his name was Cui Heng.

Nie Huan was so frightened that he trembled and didn't dare to raise his head.

The girl No. 117 was the first to walk out of the elevator, followed by men in white coats pushing out several corpses covered only with a layer of white cloth. When the cart passed by Cui Heng, he quickly pulled Nie Huan to the side.

Nie Huan was curious and raised her head quietly. Just then, a corner of the white cloth fluttered up. On the cart, she saw a wide-open eye with a large pupil, like a ghost asking for her life.

It was the woman who gave her the red bean cake.

Nie Huan froze and his body couldn't help shaking. The next second, someone covered his eyes.

"Don't look." Cui Heng whispered.

After that, Nie Huan had nightmares for several days in a row. In the dream, the woman had a purple and blue face and was slowly approaching her. In her dry hands, there was a piece of red bean cake stained with blood.