Not to mention Zhu Yun, even I am a little confused.

I thought it was the time jumping in the dream, but from Zhu Yun's consciousness, this was not the case.

Zhu Yun's memory is missing. To be more precise, it is her life is missing.

Zhu Yun was a little panicked about this.

She sat next to her daughter and her husband in the passenger seat.

Her husband is chatting with a taxi driver.

"...I've just been discharged from the hospital. Then I'll drive a little slower."

"Please trouble you, Master."

Zhu Yun remembered the incident of being left in the hospital by her husband.

She subconsciously clenched her fists and grabbed her daughter's hand.

"Mom, are you still uncomfortable?" asked her daughter worriedly.

Zhu Yun was in a daze again.

There was no change in my daughter's face.

She looked at the rearview mirror and her appearance seemed to have not changed much. Her husband was still the same husband.

For a moment, Zhu Yun felt that the world in front of him became strange.

She endured the question she wanted to blurt out and touched her body.

"Where is my phone?" Zhu Yunqiang asked calmly.

"At my place, Dad asked you for leave. You can rest for a few more days. Your colleague wanted to see you. Dad told them not to use it anymore." The daughter said, took out her phone and handed it to Zhu Yun.

The date is the second day after Zhu Yun was hospitalized, and it is after the countdown of the demon. The time is around 10 o'clock in the morning.

It seemed that she was just thrown in the hospital by her husband, but one night she was picked up by her husband and daughter.

Zhu Yun didn't understand what was going on.

Her hands trembled, she looked up at her daughter, and then looked at the back of her husband's head, "What do you think..."

"You said you lack sleep. Maybe...uh...menopausal..." the daughter whispered, and immediately said, "This is normal. You will have it when you get older. Women are earlier and men are later. Endocrinology will be different from usual. It will be better after this age. You will also prescribe medicine for you. But whether you take it or not is actually okay. The most important thing is to have a good rest."

Zhu Yun felt sad after his daughter's comfort and care.

The doubts in my mind were suppressed.

My nerves are tense.

I thought of Ren Pi.

If it weren't for Aoye's people intervening, Ren Pi would have died. The archives were in 2008 or 2009, and I remember it was before 2010.

But Zhu Yun died in 2023.

There is more than thirteen years difference.

Is this extra thirteen years caused by individual differences or is it because Aoba’s people intervened at that time?

If that demon makes a comeback, he should use a similar method to kill students in that class.

Ren Pi should have died in a car accident.

When I thought of this, I became alert to my surroundings.

However, Zhu Yun's mind is not on this aspect.

She escaped a little. She suppressed the anxiety in her heart and wanted to pretend that nothing had happened.

She hopes that those fears are just her own fantasies and simple nightmares.

She even hoped that she was really menopause and was insane.

The phone rang at this time, and there was an alarm ring.

Zhu Yun looked at the alarm bell in confusion.

The alarm clock at 10:27 in the morning.

This time is not awkward or embarrassing, it is not the time to get up, nor is it the hour of five or ten or the like.

I was also a little confused.

I remember that Ren Pi's class had a car accident during a spring outing, and it should have been very early.

As soon as the thought arose, I felt a shadow.

Zhu Yun's daughter screamed, and there was a burst of exclamation outside the taxi.

Through the narrow window glass, Zhu Yun saw two huge, bright red words "Construction Construction".

I heard the sound of the iron sheet being squeezed.

The shadows were pressed down.

Zhu Yun was still holding his daughter's hand, but soon, she couldn't feel the power coming from that hand.

She was hit by the car door, her body was pressed down, and her head was clamped into the gap in the car.

She forgot the pain for a moment, and just lowered her eyes and stared under her.

There, blood was pouring out.

She didn't know if it was her own blood or her daughter's blood.

She felt blood in front of her eyes.

"Zhu Yun! Ah!"

Zhu Yun raised his eyes and saw her husband outside the car.

He panicked, his eyes did not fall on himself, but behind him. He seemed to have his knees broken and he knelt on the ground all at once.

Tears rolled down Zhu Yun's face.

She knew that her daughter was gone.

In her blurry vision, she saw a red and black figure.

It seemed like a figure, or blood, and cement slipped through the broken car window glass to form an abstract painting.

Zhu Yun heard the children's screams and cries.

I heard the stern female voice cryingly, comforting the child and shouting for help.

Her consciousness was like her vision, gradually blurring.

Someone picked her up and placed her on the bed. The bed rolled.

She was confused, sometimes awake and sometimes drowsy.

Life is passing through her body.

She seemed to hear her parents' crying and other strange crying.

Zhu Yun seemed to have a dream.

She sat up from the big bed, tiptoed to open the bedroom door barefoot.

Outside the door, the living room is on.

When I was young, my parents sat in the living room. My father hugged my mother, his eyes were red. My mother's shoulders were shaking and she was crying.

"It's just a nightmare..."

"I think it's true. If it's true..." Mother raised her head, "I'm only elementary school, I'm only elementary school...I...so...

The father was silent.

"I want to promise him. I will promise him. I don't want to see Yunyun die... that's our daughter." The mother cried in depression.

Zhu Yun couldn't help but shout "Mom".

The parents turned their heads suddenly as if they were frightened, but instead scared Zhu Yun.

"Yunyun." The mother cried, carried herself into her arms and returned to the bedroom.

"Go to bed quickly. Be good." My father followed in and covered himself with a quilt.

"Will I die?" Zhu Yun asked uneasily.

My mother burst into tears even more anxious.

"No. No. Mom and Dad will not let Yunyun die. Yunyun will grow up happily." The father said with a sob, his tone firm.

The mother stopped crying and made a strong commitment, "Yunyun will grow up happily."

Zhu Yun was confused and a little scared.

There was no light on in the bedroom, and the light from the living room shone in and hit the ceiling.

Zhu Yun saw a strange figure appearing in the beam of light.
To be continued...