She Comes Into My Dreams Every Night - Chapter 30

Chapter 30: The Unclean Thing

Lei Yinyin abruptly said goodbye.

Su Huaiwang saw her out, watching her ride her cool motorcycle off into the distance on the mountain road, catching the attention of the farmers at the foot of the hill.

Turning back, the beautiful girl was leaning against her door frame, a pair of watery eyes gently fixed on her.

Lin Jue was wearing a loose-fitting shirt today. When she leaned, it skewed to the side, revealing her exquisitely defined collarbone and neck line.

“Why are you looking at me like that…?” Su Huaiwang scratched her face, asking cautiously.

Lin Jue shook her head: “Nothing, I’m just thinking, is this officer always like this?”

“Like what?”

“So fast-paced.”

Su Huaiwang turned her head for another look. The motorcycle had already disappeared into the mountains, leaving no trace.

She answered honestly: “I don’t know. Like you, this is only the second time I’ve met her.”

Lin Jue smiled, moved lazily, and walked toward her: “She seemed a bit strange.”

“In what way?”

“Her way of speaking is very official, yet she’s not wearing a uniform. Wouldn’t that hinder her work?”

“Maybe she has her own considerations.”

“Perhaps.”

“So, what was it about?”

The moment the villa door closed, Lin Jue, who was following her, suddenly asked.

“Is it really about the disappearance from a year ago? Why bring it up now? Did something happen recently?”

Su Huaiwang intended to deny it, but when she turned and saw Lin Jue’s worried face, she couldn’t bring herself to say anything.

“…It is indeed related to the disappearance from a year ago, but you could also say it’s because of something that happened recently.”

“What do you mean?” Lin Jue moved closer to her, adopting a serious listening posture.

“Do you remember the strange noises we heard when walking on the mountain road a few days ago?”

Su Huaiwang licked her lips, dry from nervousness, nervously turning her head back and forth. Finally, she lowered her voice and leaned toward Lin Jue:

“To be honest, I suspect it was… an unclean thing.”

“An unclean thing?” Lin Jue’s face looked strangely displeased. Su Huaiwang thought she was probably scared.

She nodded: “Before, when we talked about… that subject, didn’t I say I was a materialist? Now, I don’t think I can stick to that idea anymore…”

“So you’re saying you think there’s a ghost around you…”

Lin Jue hadn’t finished her sentence before Su Huaiwang covered her mouth.

Su Huaiwang was very anxious, covering her mouth with one hand and pressing the index finger of the other to her own lips: “Don’t say it casually!”

Lin Jue’s exposed large eyes rolled a few times, and she slowly nodded. Only then did Su Huaiwang release her.

“One should not speak of strange or supernatural things. Once you say it out loud, you don’t know what you might attract.”

Lin Jue looked at her paranoid behavior and didn’t find it funny. She merely furrowed her brows, looking somewhat helpless.

“It’s not that serious. Some… unclean things are indeed sensitive to their names, but generally, things like that wouldn’t casually harm the innocent.” She paused here: “So, I think ‘Those who have a clear conscience don’t fear a ghost knocking’ is more appropriate.”

Su Huaiwang looked at her curiously: “You seem very familiar with these things?”

Lin Jue’s expression was calm: “Growing up in the countryside, my family likes to dabble in these things. You pick up a bit.”

Su Huaiwang lowered her head in thought. Lin Jue took the opportunity to ask:

“So, how does this relate to that officer and your disappearance a year ago?”

Su Huaiwang looked up, hesitating before saying:

“I suspect that the incident a year ago wasn’t just an ordinary disappearance.”

Her long-dead heart suddenly thumped, and an emotion called panic spread around her body.

“I might have been caught up in a spiritual event, and I suspect that ‘City Rail Processing Bureau’ is the government’s agency for handling spiritual incidents.”

Su Huaiwang finally laid everything out. She nervously glanced at Lin Jue, afraid to see an expression on her face that suggested a desire to distance herself from such troubles.

But Lin Jue didn’t show it.

Lin Jue merely lowered her lashes, her lips naturally downturned, seemingly lost in thought.

Su Huaiwang quickly explained: “Of course! These things have nothing to do with you! The officer just happened to run into you, so she asked some casual questions!”

Lin Jue suddenly realized: “Oh, I wasn’t thinking about whether this has anything to do with me. Your business is my business. I was just thinking, it’s already been a year. Even if it was a spiritual event back then, it shouldn’t have any effect now.”

“That… who can say for sure?” Su Huaiwang pulled a long face: “Judging by what the officer said, it sounds like it’s not over yet.”

“Furthermore,” she paused, looking difficult to talk to: “There are after-effects.” She said this very quietly, but Lin Jue still heard her clearly.

“After-effects?” Lin Jue frowned. She didn’t recall doing anything to Su Huaiwang that would leave a lasting illness. If she had, killing herself a hundred times wouldn’t be enough.

“Amnesia.” Her hand resting on the sofa clutched at the fabric. Su Huaiwang tried to look as relaxed and casual as possible: “I… occasionally forget everything. I have absolutely no memory of the month I was missing. My memory stops abruptly at the place where I entered the mountains, and when it restarts, I was already lying in the hospital.”

“Initially, I thought it was just a side effect of that incident, but unexpectedly, it recently happened again.” Su Huaiwang suddenly stopped talking, regretting her words slightly.

Why was she telling Lin Jue all this? She hadn’t even told Tu Zhuozhuo.

Telling someone younger than her such heavy topics would only add to their burden.

Although Lin Jue said “Your business is my business,” taking it seriously would probably be bad.

Just as Su Huaiwang was wondering how to change the subject, Lin Jue continued to ask:

“So you don’t remember anything about the ‘low blood sugar’ incident that day?”

Su Huaiwang hesitated for a moment, then gently nodded: “Did… nothing really happen that day?”

“Truly nothing.” Lin Jue’s firm answer calmed her heart slightly.

But in the next second, her heart jumped again: “However… when you fainted that day, we accidentally walked into a relatively deep area. The streetlights happened to be broken, and it was very dark.”

“W-what does that mean?” Su Huaiwang’s voice started to tremble.

Lin Jue, however, still looked composed: “My point is, is there a possibility that amnesia is a self-defense mechanism when a person faces a traumatic response, and when you faced the darkness, your body triggered that self-defense mechanism again, leading to temporary amnesia?”

“Is that so?” Su Huaiwang thought about it carefully and found it quite plausible.

“I don’t know much about medicine, so I’m just guessing,” Lin Jue waved her hand, smiling.

Su Huaiwang sincerely admired Lin Jue’s courage. She wasn’t scared at all after hearing a real-life spiritual incident from the person next to her.

“But I know a little about the supernatural, so I can be sure you haven’t encountered any spiritual events recently.”

“?!”

So she wasn’t just brave, but knowledgeable about this area?

“So—” Lin Jue drew out the word and leaned closer to her: “Do you believe in the existence of ghosts in this world?”

Su Huaiwang rigidly met her gaze. Those smiling amber eyes seemed to hold a seductive charm.

Su Huaiwang didn’t know why she was having this illusion. The person before her was only five years younger than her—

“No.”

Lin Jue’s eyes widened slightly.

“Hmm?”

Su Huaiwang took a deep breath, repeating her answer:

“No, and I don’t really want to believe it.” A conflicted expression appeared on her face: “As long as it doesn’t affect my life, whether it exists or not has nothing to do with me.”

Lin Jue watched her in silence for a while, then suddenly burst out laughing: “That’s the first time I’ve ever heard that.”

She laughed loudly, but for some reason, Su Huaiwang felt an inexplicable sense of sadness in the laughter.

She panicked: “Is something wrong with that?”

“Nothing.” Lin Jue stopped laughing, her lashes lowered, her gaze unusually drifting away from Su Huaiwang and toward somewhere else: “That’s good. That kind of thinking will protect you.”

“After all,” she murmured: “It’s true. So-called ghosts are just beings hung up by their obsessions. People like you who haven’t done evil rarely get involved with them.”

Unless it’s an unwarranted disaster.

There was a hint of sarcasm in Lin Jue’s tone when she said this. Su Huaiwang felt uneasy:

“If that’s the case, if there really are ghosts, would they…”

Before she could finish, Lin Jue gave her a strange look and waved her hand:

“There won’t be any. Your house is very clean. Didn’t the officer tell you?”

“Tell me what?” Su Huaiwang subconsciously felt that “clean” wasn’t referring to her house’s sanitary condition.

“The sachet I gave you, you’re wearing it, right?” Lin Jue’s eyebrows smoothed out.

Su Huaiwang nodded obediently. The familiar smile returned to the girl’s face, seemingly infused with an extra touch of happiness.

“That can help drive away… those unclean things.” Lin Jue was now getting used to calling her own kind “unclean things.”

“It has that kind of effect?” Su Huaiwang turned to look at the place where the sachet was hanging.

“Mhm. A family herbal remedy, a folk remedy. Maybe it’s even more useful than what the officer gave you?” Lin Jue raised an eyebrow rather proudly.

Seeing her like this, Su Huaiwang inexplicably felt happy too. The gloom was swept away by the girl’s rare and openly displayed vibrancy.

She scratched her head, finally breaking into a smile: “It seems you really do know a lot about these things.”

“Not really, just a little.”

“Then can I ask you a question?”

“What is it?”

“I’ve been thinking for a long time. I don’t think I’ve done anything wrong, so why was I targeted a year ago?”

Su Huaiwang had been pondering this question since Lin Jue mentioned it.

She was an ordinary person. She hadn’t committed any great evil, and could even be considered a universally good person. She even gave up her seat to exhausted office workers on the subway.

A spiritual event like this shouldn’t have fallen upon her.

The smile on Lin Jue’s lips vanished. She was slightly stunned, her beautiful eyes, reflecting the shifting light, gazing intently at Su Huaiwang.

“Do you really want to know why?”

Seeing her expression, Su Huaiwang originally intended to say no against her true feelings, but at the last moment, for some unknown reason, she honestly changed it to yes.

Lin Jue beckoned to her with a finger.

Su Huaiwang bent down, leaning in close to her.

The girl nestled next to her ear, whispering intimately:

“Perhaps it’s because you are too good, which sparked a covetous thought in those unclean things.”

Su Huaiwang’s pupils dilated. A cold finger pressed against her carotid artery, bringing a strange sense of stimulation.

Lin Jue tilted her chin up, stroking her neck in a gesture that seemed like a gentle hold.

Her lips were very close to Su Huaiwang’s ear. Su Huaiwang could almost feel her faint sigh:

“…That might just be the case.”

A wave of goosebumps, Su Huaiwang couldn’t help but shiver.