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Under Teacher Zhang's worried gaze, Lin Jue carried Liao Fan back to bed. The child's spirit had just been affected by the Black Building, and now he was asleep.

Lin Jue and Teacher Zhang tiptoed out of the room, the latter's eyes red-rimmed, gratefully grasping Lin Jue's hand: "Doctor Zhou, I really don't know how to thank you. If it weren't for you, I don't know if this child would have returned safely."

She had been in the orphanage, the mist obscuring her vision, but she still heard some sounds, knowing that Lin Jue must have encountered some danger in the mist.

This doctor was such a good person and so devoted, rushing into the mist risking his own safety for his first love's child.

But fortunately, both of them returned safely.

"It's nothing, it's just that Teacher Zhang will have to work harder to guide the child's psychology later."

Lin Jue shook his head. He didn't know if the Black Building would continue to appear. If the mist appeared again next time and he wasn't there, then Liao Fan would basically have no chance of returning.

He couldn't possibly stay here every day. Everything required Liao Fan to gradually develop hope. If there were no feelings of despair, then that Black Building might not appear here.

Returning to his room, Lin Jue listened to his roommate's snoring, lay down on the bed, closed his eyes, and all the things that had happened today surfaced in his mind one by one.

Several things had been confirmed.

First, the protagonist of the sculpture script.

Second, that Black Building was the Eternal Night Building, a building filled with despair, just like the information on the application form.

【Live here, and you will witness the deepest despair in the world】

Third, the whereabouts of He Ping's daughter, He Wen, had turned into a strange being, and was definitely the blind girl that the Flying Head had mentioned, possessing extremely strong power.

But there was an even bigger question.

Who exactly was the predecessor?

The existing clues all indicated that the predecessor was a very powerful and kind mental patient.

But Lin Jue always felt that something was not quite right, but because there were too few clues, he couldn't figure out what was wrong.

The snoring in the room continued as before, and one had to admire these people's big hearts.

……

At eight o'clock in the morning, the dense fog slowly receded.

As soon as he opened his eyes, Lin Jue went to Liao Fan's room.

Liao Fan was already awake. All the children in the room had already gone to eat breakfast, and only he was sitting blankly on the bed, not knowing what he was thinking.

"What's wrong?" Lin Jue sat next to him. This child probably hadn't recovered from the energy of last night.

"I seemed to have had a dream." Liao Fan's face was still a little dazed: "I dreamed that there was a big, dark thing constantly calling me. I don't know how, but I ran outside, and then I saw you chasing me from behind and carrying me back."

The child's spirit was affected by the Black Building last night, and his memory was vague, so he thought it was a dream.

"Then you really were dreaming. I slept soundly until dawn and didn't dare to go out at all." Lin Jue replied with a smile.

Since Liao Fan thought that last night's experience was a dream, then let him think that way, so as not to constantly recall that desperate pain.

Liao Fan fell silent, obediently putting on his clothes. After a long time, he lowered his head and said, "Next time, when you're free, can I go to the amusement park?"

Lin Jue was stunned, and a smile gradually emerged in his eyes: "Okay, I'll take you."

Liao Fan's ability to have the idea of going out to play showed that his mental state was gradually improving and that he was able to face the pain of the past.

He took Liao Fan to the cafeteria and got a bowl of porridge for the latter, while he held a bowl of noodles, and specially scooped two large spoonfuls of beef. Anyway, it didn't cost money to eat here, so he might as well eat it.

Just as he was eating noodles with big mouthfuls, his peripheral vision caught a figure walking in from the entrance of the cafeteria. The figure's speed was very slow, and every step was difficult.

It was the volunteer from before. He actually came as soon as the fog had receded.

"Bi Zheng!"

Teacher Zhang, who was sitting at the table in front of Lin Jue, waved at the figure.

Bi Zheng dragged his feet and slowly walked over.

"Teacher...Zhang... Yesterday it was foggy, is everything... alright in the orphanage?"

He spoke very slowly, pausing after every two words. When he came to Teacher Zhang, he noticed Lin Jue sitting behind him and couldn't help but be stunned.

What was that expression?

It was the same expression the first time. Did this Bi Zheng really know Zhou Yue?

Lin Jue returned a friendly smile to the other party, but Bi Zheng didn't seem to appreciate it and hurriedly shifted his gaze.

This person's attitude made him feel a little strange. He didn't even eat his noodles, and pricked up his ears to eavesdrop on Bi Zheng and Teacher Zhang's conversation.

However, the conversation between the two was basically focused on the orphanage, and there was no information worth noting.

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"By the way, let me introduce you." Teacher Zhang finally remembered Lin Jue sitting behind her and introduced to Bi Zheng: "This is Doctor Zhou. If it weren't for his help yesterday, Liao Fan would have been in danger."

The opportunity had come.

Lin Jue immediately stood up and walked over, proactively extending his hand: "Hello, I've heard Teacher Zhang talk about you. Speaking of which, we can be considered to have a connection. My cousin is also at your school."

Bi Zheng didn't shake his hand, but stared intently at the name tag pinned on the white coat: "What...major is...your...cousin in, what's...his name?"

"Li Ge, majoring in fine arts." Lin Jue naturally took his hand back and answered very smoothly.

Unexpectedly, Bi Zheng continued to ask: "Which...class is he in?"

"This person suspects me."

"Why? I've only met him twice, and we've never talked. Why would it arouse the other party's suspicion?"

Lin Jue asked himself that his rhetoric and expression were flawless. People who had contacted him before had never suspected him, but Bi Zheng didn't seem to believe what he said.

He frowned slightly, pretending to think: "I'm not too sure which class he's in, I just heard that he's studying art at that school. After all, we're cousins, and we rarely interact."

"Li Ge..." Bi Zheng pondered the name, seemingly intending to go back to school to inquire.

Good heavens, he really doesn't believe me.

Lin Jue couldn't figure out which part of him had aroused the other party's suspicion. He changed the topic: "I heard Teacher Zhang say that you are a sculpture student, and I quite like sculpture."

"In the early 20th century, there was a very famous sculptor abroad, Malevich. He was a representative of abstract sculpture. The distorted and skewed facial features of the characters in his works vividly reflected the psychological state of people living in turbulent times at that time."

He led the topic to sculpture. When he saw those sculptures in Wu Fang's house, he suspected that those abstract sculptures might have come from the hands of the protagonist of the "Model" script, so he mentioned an abstract sculpture master, wanting to see Bi Zheng's reaction.

Bi Zheng's eyes lit up. This topic involved his major, which immediately piqued his interest, but after glancing at Lin Jue, he tightly closed his mouth again and sat back down without saying a word.

Teacher Zhang noticed the awkward atmosphere and hurriedly smoothed things over: "Bi Zheng rarely interacts with strangers and is a bit shy."

"It's okay." Lin Jue smiled, adjusted his glasses, and sat back down.

He had already understood the information he needed. Those abstract head sculptures were mostly from Bi Zheng's hands.