Chapter 528
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Chapter 528: Who is He?
Lin Qiye was wearing a white lab coat and had just stepped out of the corridor when a figure approached him.
Nix was dressed in a starry silk gown, walking slowly towards him. Even though she was holding a bundle of black yarn and knitting needles in her arms, it couldn’t hide the noble aura that emanated from her. Upon seeing Lin Qiye, a gentle smile appeared on her lips.
“Good morning, Mother,” Lin Qiye greeted with a smile.
“Good morning, I was just looking for you, Danadus.”
“Is something wrong?” Lin Qiye was taken aback.
“Come with me, and you’ll find out soon,” Nix said with a warm smile, leading Lin Qiye towards the other end of the corridor.
Lin Qiye hesitated for a moment, as he was planning to interrogate the “Seeker” in the basement, but he eventually stepped forward to follow her. The two ascended the stairs and walked straight into Nix’s hospital room.
Nix entered the room, placed the knitting needles on the table, and then unfolded the bundle of black yarn, shaking it in the sunlight.
It was only at this moment that Lin Qiye saw the full appearance of the yarn.
It was a black knitted coat.
For a long time, Nix had hardly spoken to those bottles and jars, nor did she sit alone in the rocking chair in a daze. Perhaps last year, she had started with a ball of black yarn…
Every day, she would sit in the yard, basking in the sun while knitting.
Like a leisurely noblewoman.
At first, Lin Qiye thought she was just looking for something to pass the time, but now that the coat was before him, he stood frozen in place.
“This is… for me?” Lin Qiye looked up at Nix upon seeing the familiar size.
Nix smiled slightly, holding the shoulder seam of the coat and bringing it in front of Lin Qiye, seriously comparing it to his figure.
“Yes,” Nix replied with a smile. “Isn’t it natural for a mother to knit a piece of clothing for her child?”
Lin Qiye stared blankly at Nix for a while, then lowered his gaze to the knitted coat in front of him, feeling a warm current rise within him.
The last person to knit clothes for him was his aunt.
It was probably when he was seven or eight years old. At that time, his aunt had just divorced, and to support him and A-Jin, she had taken frugality to the extreme. Every winter, after they fell asleep, she would sit by the window, knitting clothes little by little in the dim light.
Although the clothes weren’t particularly beautiful, they were very comfortable and gave a sense of inexplicable security.
Lin Qiye had never seen his mother and didn’t know what she looked like. All his understanding of maternal love came from his aunt.
But now, he felt that familiar and intoxicating warmth once again from this gentle, smiling woman before him.
“The size is perfect. Next, it’s time to bind off,” Nix nodded in satisfaction, folding the knitted coat and setting it aside.
“Thank you, Mother,” Lin Qiye said sincerely.
“No need to say thank you, Danadus. You are my child, and I have said that I am willing to do anything for you,” Nix said gently. “Or, if you have time, would you like to stay for lunch?”
Lin Qiye hesitated for a moment. “I might not be able to today; I have an important assessment later…”
“That’s okay, then next time,” Nix smiled. “Go on with your own business. I assume you didn’t come back just for a stroll, did you?”
Feeling a bit embarrassed, Lin Qiye scratched his head. “Then I’ll get going.”
He turned and left Room One, heading straight for the director’s office.
Nix stood alone in the corridor, watching Lin Qiye’s departing figure, letting out a soft sigh.
“Why not just tell him directly to stay and accompany you a little longer?”
Merlin leaned against the door of the study, holding a thermos, and spoke calmly.
Nix shook her head. “He has his own things to attend to. I can’t keep him bound to my side forever.”
“But your time is also running out,” Merlin glanced at her, his eyes radiating a mysterious glow. “You can hardly suppress it any longer, can you?”
Nix, draped in her starry silk gown, stood quietly in place, silent.
“You’ve managed to suppress it until now, which is already quite remarkable. One could say you are indeed one of the creators of India,” Merlin paused. “However, weaving part of your divine power into clothing for him will damage your soul. When it comes time to reshape your divine body, you won’t be able to return to your peak state.”
“I don’t care.”
Nix slowly spoke, a faint sadness flashing in her eyes.
Then her expression gradually became resolute.
“I… only have him left as my child.”
She turned to look at Merlin. “Don’t forget our agreement.”
Merlin sighed, rubbing his increasingly sparse hair, muttering to himself, “After taking care of it for so long, it’s all going to waste…”
…
Lin Qiye, wearing black-framed glasses, walked through one dark and narrow cell after another, finally stopping in front of a particular cell.
Inside the cell, a shadow stood quietly in the center, a crimson eye raised above its head, watching Lin Qiye outside the cage, a hint of a smile appearing in its gaze.
It slightly bent forward, placing its right hand on its chest, bowing respectfully.
“Director Lin, you finally came to see me.”
Hearing this title, Lin Qiye narrowed his eyes. “You knew about this place long ago and were well aware that after being killed by me, your soul would come here… So you chose to hide in the world for twelve years, only to appear at this moment.
Your purpose is this place… isn’t it?”
“Indeed, no secret can escape your eyes,” the shadow with the crimson eye did not deny it.
“How did you know about this place?”
Lin Qiye stared at the shadow, his expression serious.
The existence of the Divine Mental Hospital had always been his secret; he had never told anyone. If that was the case, how did it know about this place?
Moreover, it even knew that its soul would come here after being killed… If it weren’t for an accidental discovery, even Lin Qiye, who had just taken control of the hospital, wouldn’t have known this.
The most crucial point is that twelve years ago, Lin Qiye hadn’t even been chosen by the Seraphim, and the Divine Hospital hadn’t appeared in his mind. Back then, he was just an ordinary elementary school student.
Did it already know all of this back then?
“All my actions are guided by a great existence,” the shadow with the crimson eye spoke respectfully. “Before I descended into this world, He had already arranged everything. I just need to follow His guidance and do what I am supposed to do.”
“Who is He?”
