The World Must Have Its Sunny Days and Rainy Days

Outside the psychiatric rehabilitation room of the Psychiatry Department at Jiangliu City Central People's Hospital.

After knocking on the door, Liu Haoyu walked in.

It was an exceptionally clean hospital room, with white curtains dividing it into several sections.

For the patients' mental well-being, the walls were painted a warm, pale yellow, and there was none of that pungent disinfectant smell in the air.

Instead, there was a refreshing scent of mint, which eased the tension in the patients' nerves considerably.

Old Wang was still lying on the hospital bed, his eyes wide and his expression vacant.

Liu Haoyu walked to the bedside and said,

"Old Wang, I came to see you."

But the moment he heard Liu Haoyu's voice, Old Wang shot upright.

His bloodshot pupils fixed intensely on Liu Haoyu, as if he had encountered something terrifying.

After staring for a long while, Old Wang spoke in a trembling voice.

"Ghost..."

Liu Haoyu patted his shoulder and pressed him back down.

"There are no ghosts in this world. Stop scaring yourself."

He took another Calming Talisman from his pocket and stuck it to Old Wang's forehead.

This kind of talisman could somewhat soothe a victim's expression. At the same time, Liu Haoyu slipped his hand into his pocket.

He felt the strand of hair and asked,

"Can it restore him to normal?"

"..."

Liu Xiaoxiao appeared, but she merely maintained that vacant, dazed expression before shaking her head.

Seeing this, Liu Haoyu could only sigh.

"Old Wang, let me ask you something. Do you know where the basement of that haunted house is?"

It was only a tentative question. Liu Haoyu had never expected to get any answers from the deranged Old Wang.

Yet something unexpected happened. Old Wang's pupils contracted, and he retreated several steps.

"No! No! I clearly saw that basement before! Then it disappeared! It ran away! It ran away!"

"I don't want to go to the basement! I don't want to go to the basement!"

"Let me go! Let me out!!"

"..."

Seeing Old Wang grow more and more agitated, Liu Haoyu burned the Calming Talisman on his forehead to avoid causing unnecessary trouble, then stuffed it directly into his mouth.

Immediately afterward, Old Wang lay down peacefully.

"Looks like it will be very difficult for him to regain his sanity."

Liu Haoyu walked out of the hospital room and spoke to the air.

"Did you see that patient?"

"..."

The white-clad Fierce Ghost remained silent, unable to offer a response.

Her remnant soul did not know what guilt was, but after hearing Liu Haoyu's words, she understood that she had done something wrong.

Thus, she lowered her head like a child who had made a mistake.

"I was wrong..."

"Once some things happen, admitting fault is meaningless. If admitting fault were useful, then what would we need the police for?"

"I was wrong..."

Liu Xiaoxiao still wore that vacant, dazed expression.

Looking at her like this, Liu Haoyu did not say anything more.

Sure enough, communication between humans and ghosts was difficult. Qin Liu was purely an exception among exceptions.

"I'll take you to see your parents. They're in this hospital too."

After saying this, Liu Haoyu headed toward another department of the hospital.

Liu Haoyu did not speak along the way. Only after arriving at another hospital room did he say,

"Your mother, Liu Yongzhen, is in here."

As he spoke, Liu Haoyu walked into the hospital room.

Lying in the hospital bed was a woman with swollen eyes from crying and a face full of wrinkles.

Seeing that she was asleep, Liu Haoyu placed the last strand of hair beneath the woman's pillow.

After finishing everything, Liu Haoyu turned and left the hospital room.

Outside the room, he listened to the white-clad Fierce Ghost sobbing inside and really wanted to light a cigarette.

But when he saw the "No Smoking" sign in the corridor, he silently put the cigarette away.

Just as he was about to leave, someone tightly embraced him from behind.

"Thank you..."

After the choked voice fell, Liu Haoyu felt the arms around him growing lighter and lighter, until they finally vanished like a mirage.

Liu Haoyu said nothing. He simply turned around and silently left the place.

The world must have its sunny days and rainy days.

"Brother Hao!!"

When Liu Haoyu arrived at Elder Deng's folk-custom shop, a beautiful young girl flew out of the shop and firmly latched onto him.

Deng Xiaolin's small hands clutched tightly around Liu Haoyu's neck as she said with a grin,

"I missed you so much!"

"I think you want me dead."

Liu Haoyu nearly got strangled unconscious by the girl. After prying her hands loose, he took a few breaths before asking,

"Where's your grandfather?"

When Deng Xiaolin heard that he had not come to see her, her cheeks puffed up and she pointed unhappily into the shop.

"My grandfather is minding the shop."

"Okay."

With that, this ruthless and heartless man, Liu Haoyu, walked past Deng Xiaolin and entered the shop.

Elder Deng was sitting inside. When he looked up and saw Liu Haoyu come in, he spoke in his aged voice.

"Little Liu, my granddaughter is rather mischievous. Thank you for looking after her."

"It's nothing."

Liu Haoyu naturally did not think it was any trouble and handed Elder Deng a cigarette.

"Xiao Lin has always been well-behaved."

Elder Deng accepted the cigarette, lit it, and said,

"Whether she's well-behaved or not, I know perfectly well."

"Hee-hee~"

Deng Xiaolin hid behind Liu Haoyu with an innocent look on her face.

Clearly, Elder Deng had discovered that she and Liu Haoyu had gone ghost hunting earlier.

Although the old man was strict, he was even more concerned about her.

After all, compared to Deng Xiaolin going out on adventures alone, having an experienced ghost exorcist like Liu Haoyu accompanying her allowed Elder Deng to feel somewhat at ease.

Moreover, after this incident, Deng Xiaolin no longer clamored to go on adventures. She had become much more obedient.

It truly proved the saying: "It is better to guide than to block."

"Little Liu, I've already asked someone to make the silver mirror you wanted. Just wait a while."

Silver mirrors were not actually difficult to obtain, but getting one that had been consecrated was indeed troublesome.

A professional was needed to consecrate it and drive away evil spirits.

"Thank you, Elder Deng."

Liu Haoyu was naturally quite happy to hear that the silver mirror could be obtained.

However, he had another, more important reason for seeking out Elder Deng.

"Elder Deng, you've lived in Jiangliu City for so many years. Do you know of a prominent family's daughter named Qin Liu?"

As an old man over sixty, Elder Deng had naturally lived through the 1980s. So if Qin Liu had been from a prominent local family, he should have heard of her to some extent.

"Qin Liu?"

After thinking for a long while, Elder Deng ultimately shook his head and said,

"No, I've never heard of her."

After receiving his answer, Liu Haoyu was somewhat disappointed, but he did not lose heart. He turned and asked,

"What about the rumors concerning that haunted house in the suburbs?"

"..."

This time, Elder Deng fell silent.

He smoked a cigarette and said,

"I know."

Elder Deng did not know that Liu Haoyu lived in that place, nor did he know that the haunted house he and Deng Xiaolin had visited that night was the same one.

At this moment, he seemed to have recalled some painful memory, and his expression grew somewhat heavy.

"Twenty years ago, I entered that haunted house with five other ghost exorcists..."