Chapter 79 Chapter 79 510
Mrs. Song's funeral was scheduled to be held three days later. The public was told that she died of a chronic illness and failed to be saved.
Only a very few people knew the real cause of his death. Some reporters came to explore the secrets behind this wealthy marriage that dominated the headlines at the time. However, the servants of the Song family were even more taboo about it, and the reporters could only leave with regret.
The servants felt taboo, not only because the mistress of the manor suddenly jumped off the building and committed suicide, but also because the attitudes of the other male owners were very strange.
Mr. Song sat in the simple mourning hall for a whole night, and the next day he chatted and laughed with the guests who came to pay their respects as usual. The servants also thought that the eldest son of the Song family had the deepest relationship with Mrs. Song and would faint from tears after hearing the bad news. However, to their surprise, the eldest son was like an insignificant bystander from beginning to end.
When he saw Mrs. Song's body, he didn't even shed tears or show any expression.
The most surprising thing was the second young master. The servants all knew that he and Madam Song had a deep grudge against each other. Although they saw Madam Song die in front of them, they felt more fear and relief than despair.
Everyone thought so, except Tao Ning.
When Mrs. Song died in front of him, he was quite frightened, but he still endured the fear and comforted Song Yucong beside him, because he saw the great sadness and collapse in Song Yucong's eyes, but it was only expressed in tears.
"Song Yucong!"
Tao Ning wanted to hug him tightly, but the man pulled her into his arms. His trembling hands covered her eyes. Tao Ning heard a trembling voice above her head, "Don't look... Tao Ning... Don't look."
It was obvious that the man was holding him and comforting him, but his tall body was shaking constantly, and he was saying incoherently, "Don't look, Tao Ning." No matter how you looked at it, it didn't look like he was comforting others, but more like he was eagerly and urgently needing to draw warmth and survival from the person in his arms.
"Don't look...Tao Ning...don't look."
Song Yucong told Tao Ning not to look, but he himself looked at the cold corpse on the ground with dull eyes.
Tao Ning even shivered at the coldness of Song Yucong's hands. She felt very uncomfortable. She hugged him back with both hands, patted his trembling back, and kept soothing him. Finally, she used a voice as gentle as a feather to comfort the man, "I don't want to look, I don't want to look... Song Yucong, listen to me, Song Yucong, I don't want to look, and you don't want to look either. Let's go back first, okay? Please... Song Yucong, let's go back first."
Perhaps it was because Tao Ning was about to cry at the end of what she said that the mentally ill man stopped his incoherent words. He seemed to wake up from a dream, and a trace of vitality suddenly flashed across his beautiful eyes that looked very much like his mother's - the person in his arms was afraid of him, and his voice was choked with sobs.
However, all he could see before his eyes was red blood, endless blood. Everyone was covered in sticky and terrifying blood, especially the pair of eyes lying on the ground, eyes still open. Until the crying voice of the person in his arms pulled him back to reality from his fear, only the person in his arms told him that he was alive.
Song Yucong forced himself to look away from his mother's body and look at the person in his arms. When he saw Tao Ning's frightened eyes, the blood in his sight disappeared silently.
Tao Ning became the only person whose eyes were not stained with blood.
Song Yucong looked at him, as if in slow motion, nodded, then nodded again, "Okay... Let's go back... Let's go back."
The sounds of ambulances, funeral cars, etc. made the entire villa out of control, and there were many different opinions about Mrs. Song's death.
But not long after, Song Heng, the eldest son of the Song family, came out to take charge of the situation. Facing the flash lights and tricky questions from countless reporters, he repelled them one by one with a gentle smile and unchanging words.
That night, Haizhou News and Hong Kong media reported the incident extensively. Some expressed regret for the death of the daughter of the Wu family, who was once known as the "Pearl of Hong Kong", some engaged in conspiracy theories about the tragic love affair between the rich and powerful, suspecting that it was a murder, some news discussed the disposal of Wu Yue's estate after her death, and the last small part praised the eldest son of the Song family for his calmness in handling the matter.
Tao Ning was led back to the bedroom by Song Yucong's hand. The servants and the family doctor came in one after another. The doctor injected Song Yucong with a sedative before separating the hand that Song Yucong had forcibly held on Tao Ning.
Tao Ning's tense heart finally relaxed a little. At the same time, the bloody scene and Song Heng's voice were still lingering in her mind.
Darkness came like a tide, and Tao Ning fell into a coma.
He had another very familiar dream. This time, the darkness was no longer in front of his eyes. Tao Ning could finally see a glowing crack. He peeked outside through the crack and found that he was actually immersed in a huge glass container with countless black tubes pointing towards him.
Tao Ning wanted to lower his head, but he couldn't move. He could only see endless white. But what terrified him was that as far as he could see, there were several "people" soaked in a transparent solution. They were naked and had black tubes inserted into their bodies.
All the pipes converge in the center of the room, where there is a seven or eight meter high suspended turntable rotating at high speed.
You can clearly see the liquid in the black tube flowing out again after passing through the turntable and finally merging into the container, like a huge central processing unit. The "person" in the container can only rely on this central processing unit to stay alive.
But these were not what scared Tao Ning, but... the "person" in the container looked exactly like him.
This realization made Tao Ning feel at a loss. The dream was so real that he didn't even dare to look at the world outside the darkness through this gap that allowed him to glimpse the light.
Until he opened his eyes again and saw a person's eyes.
This man was wearing a white coat, similar to the ones used in operating rooms. Tao Ning had never seen him before. His features were so plain that he would never be seen in a crowd. He had stood in front of her, staring at her with a half-smile.
With the man at the center, there were several people wearing white coats standing next to him, and several pairs of eyes were looking over.
Tao Ning couldn't describe what kind of look it was. It was just like what he saw on TV, the look in the eyes of tourists going to the zoo when they looked at animals, just like these people.
Then am I... an animal?
Tao Ning felt that this dream was too absurd. He wanted to wake up, but it was no use.
Tao Ning couldn't understand what the man said until he stared at him with his lips moving. At the same time, the water in the container he was in began to flow, and the black turntable behind them spun rapidly. Tao Ning suddenly felt a sharp pain in his ears, and the next moment, he could suddenly hear a rustling sound.
These noises gradually grew smaller and smaller, from far to near, until Tao Ning could clearly hear a voice—
"Today is May 10th, so let's call it 510." The man smiled gently. "Do you hear me, 510?"
Even in his dream, Tao Ning could feel his whole body stiffen, because this voice was exactly the same as Song Heng's voice he heard when he returned to the bedroom that day, and the voice of the second system that appeared in his mind.
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