Live Stream: Daily Healing in the Underworld, I Am Bai Wuchang, Year 13 of broadcasting.
The end of summer vacation, four in the afternoon.
The sun was still blazing, and the chirping of cicadas still echoed in people's ears.
However, the door to the Supernatural Affairs Office was knocked.
Knock, knock, knock.
Knock, knock, knock.
"Is anyone home?"
Guo Lele nervously clutched the small white bag in her hands,
knocking on the door while repeatedly glancing around.
Inside,
the office members were all present.
Some were reading, others were playing on their phones.
Hearing the sound, Tang Tianze, who was lounging on the sofa, suddenly jumped up.
"I'll go see."
This year, the youngest in the office, Jiang Ziwei, was already thirty-two.
Tang Tianze also carried a charm of maturity and wealth.
However,
as the saying goes, men remain boys until they die.
Age means nothing.
Tang Tianze strode with his long legs to the door in a few steps.
Without rushing to open it, he leaned closer to the peephole.
At the same time, Jiang Ziwei, who was playing on his computer at the desk, opened the surveillance footage of the door.
Standing outside was a young woman.
She had short hair, a delicate appearance, and wore a loose white t-shirt and light green shorts.
She had sandals on her feet.
She kept looking around, filled with anxiety and unease.
"The camera can see, it should be a guest from the living world..."
Jiang Ziwei was speaking when,
the woman outside, seemingly impatient, leaned her head towards the peephole, trying hard to look inside.
As soon as she leaned in, she saw a large eye.
The black eyeball was still moving back and forth.
"Ah!"
"Waaah!"
Two startled cries sounded simultaneously.
Both those inside and outside the door jumped back a step.
...
A few minutes later,
on the sofa, the woman and Tang Tianze sat facing each other.
Jiang Xian placed a bottle of ice water in front of the woman, then sat down next to Tang Tianze.
The woman lowered her head slightly, cautiously observing her surroundings,
her hands nervously pressing and releasing the small white bag she held.
"I, my name is Guo Lele."
"I heard that you can handle business for the living, as well as for the deceased."
Tang Tianze rested his elbows on his knees, his hands clasped under his chin, his eyes half-closed, and said profoundly:
"Mm. What are your needs?"
Since the Supernatural Affairs Office gained its reputation,
the cases they received had become increasingly diverse.
At first, they had to go out to find cases.
But now, cases came to them.
From the police, from high society, some found online...
The guests who came,
besides humans, sometimes included beings from the underworld.
"I, I want to ask you to help me find my sister."
Guo Lele nervously squeezed the small white bag in her hand, then took out a photo from it.
She pushed it to the center of the coffee table.
It was a photo of the two of them, both young women dressed in blue Hanfu, arm in arm, looking identical.
If it weren't for the different backgrounds behind them, one might think a symmetry tool in Photoshop had been used.
As Tang Tianze was examining the photo,
Jiang Xian, standing beside him, glanced at it and stated directly, "If I'm not mistaken, she is already dead."
From the moment the woman entered, he had noticed her facial features.
A close relative had recently passed away, and it was someone with a very close relationship to her.
Guo Lele was surprised that they knew so quickly, but considering their profession, it was normal for them to have some ability.
Besides, people who came to the office usually had one of these few matters.
"Yes, my sister passed away."
Guo Lele gritted her back teeth and said with some difficulty, "Due to depression... she committed suicide."
In the bathtub, a full pool of red.
The wrists by the side of the tub were extremely conspicuous.
Tang Tianze placed the photo back on the coffee table and guided, "If it was suicide, upon reaching the underworld, she would be punished, right? Are you sure it was suicide?"
"...I don't know." Guo Lele lowered her head slightly, looking dejected. "We went to different universities, and during our phone calls, she never mentioned anything... but in her room, we found her diary..."
"When she died... she was very happy."
"However, I don't think she went to the underworld."
Guo Lele suddenly looked up, her voice becoming firm, "My sister was likely trapped somewhere, still in the human world!"
Tang Tianze raised an eyebrow, "You mean her soul is trapped? How do you know?"
Guo Lele: "Suicide... according to the streamer's explanations, it usually involves being burned by intense flames, right..."
"You might not believe it... but my sister and I seem to be truly different."
"We can sense each other."
"...Oh?" This sound came from Jiang Xian.
Sensing between twins?
...
When Guo Lele was little and fell, crying in pain, her sister would inevitably cry too.
The parents didn't know what was happening and thought their sister, Guo Keke, was crying because her sister was crying.
When her sister was hungry at night, her stomach rumbling, Guo Lele would also involuntarily swallow, feeling extremely greedy.
For the two of them,
if either experienced a strong thought or sensory stimulation, it would be transmitted to the other.
Sometimes, they would argue because of it,
and sometimes, they could help each other because of it.
If one encountered danger, the other would always be the first to arrive.
They even secretly wondered while hiding under the covers if, if it continued like this, they would end up liking the same person in the future.
However, as they grew older, it was hard to say whether it was good or bad... their sensing gradually faded.
Coupled with them attending different schools, unless it was particularly strong emotions or physical stimulation, like a normal fall or a slap, they could basically not sense anything.
Not long ago,
while she was in her dormitory at school working on computer design drawings, her heart suddenly began to beat faster.
A strong emotion of happiness and release violently impacted her brain.
At the same time, her wrist felt a tearing pain, as if something was rapidly draining from her body.
She panicked.
First, she called her sister several times and sent messages, but there was no response.
While calling the police, she rushed to the city where her sister lived.
When she arrived,
she only saw the aftermath.
...
During that period, Guo Lele was in a daze every day, and whenever she had time, she would go to bed early.
She even went to the hospital to get medication to help her sleep.
However, she still received no news from her sister.
Is it that those who commit suicide cannot send dreams?
"..."
Guo Lele squatted in a corner of the room, looking at her sister's diary, her vision gradually blurring.
She began to hate herself, wondering why she hadn't noticed earlier, why their sensing had faded, why...
she hadn't attended the same university as her sister.
But it was all too late.
Crying, she fell asleep.
In a hazy state, faint crying echoed in her ears,
and her heart began to ache with a throbbing pain.
...