Yes, my ex-boyfriend, or more precisely my ex-fiancé.

We got engaged two years ago and took wedding photos, but we hadn't received our marriage certificate.

We were college classmates and had been in a relationship for five years, deeply in love with each other.

My parents originally didn't agree with our marriage because they didn't think highly of his family background.

However, they couldn't persuade me otherwise and reluctantly agreed to our engagement.

My ex-fiancé was born in a remote small mountain village. His biological parents went out to work and had an accidental accident, so he was raised by his grandmother.

Not long after our engagement, his grandmother passed away.

It's quite regretful; I never got to meet the old lady.

That day, he went back alone to handle the funeral affairs. I originally wanted to go with him, but he repeatedly dissuaded me.

He was gone for half a year.

Initially, we contacted each

other quite frequently, but by the fifth month, we only contacted each other 1-2 times.

By the sixth month, I couldn't reach him.

Just as I bought a ticket to go find him, he finally came back.

He was incredibly thin, and his face had no color at all. Since then, I noticed he became very silent.

At that time, I thought it might be that he couldn't bear the loss of his only close family member, and that's why he became like this.

Until one day, I woke up in the middle of the night...

It was a cold winter night, snowing heavily outside. I saw him standing on the balcony with his upper body naked.

I felt sorry for him and walked over with a blanket, just about to call him.

He suddenly turned around, his face ashen, eyes wide open, with a fierce glimmer in them that I had never seen before.

I saw his upper body covered with dense, bluish-black lines that extended from his abdomen to his chest, forming a bizarre beast-shaped pattern.

That pattern looked like...

"Everyone is going to die, no one can escape."

He rolled his eyes, stared at me and suddenly gave a creepy smile, a knife appeared in his hand, and he stabbed himself in the chest.

"No!"

I was shocked and rushed to stop him.

Unexpectedly, a severe pain struck, and the knife turned towards me, stabbing into my abdomen.

Instinctively, I pushed him, but I didn't use much force.

However, he fell to the ground suddenly, staring at me in disbelief.

I lost too much blood and fainted.

When I woke up again, I found myself lying in a hospital bed.

My mother was wiping her eyes with tears, and my father sat beside me, looking serious and smoking constantly.

"Xiaohan, sigh..."

My fiancé was dead; he died last night.

The police came to investigate, and the coroner did an autopsy.

The conclusion was that my fiancé died of respiratory failure due to an overdose of sleeping pills.

As for the bizarre beast-shaped totem I saw, the doctor explained that it was a hallucination caused by my prolonged excessive worry and severe nervous breakdown.

Hallucination?

No!