Chapter Eight: Memories (Part Three)

 　　The entire room exuded a mysterious atmosphere; although the lights were on, it gave off a sinister feeling.

　　"No, don't touch me! Go away, go away! I'll kill you! Get away! Waaaaaah... Help me..." At this moment, Bing Tong lay on the bed, sweat pouring down her forehead. Suddenly, Bing Tong sat up abruptly, her left hand on her chest, breathing heavily. Every night, Bing Tong had the same dream, a nightmare that had haunted her for years. Bing Tong grabbed a handkerchief from the bedside table and wiped the sweat from her forehead, then checked the time: four in the morning. Time seemed never to change; she was always awakened by nightmares at this time. Bing Tong went to the bathtub and took a bath, something that seemed to have become a habit.
　　After bathing, Bing Tong, her hair still wet, went downstairs. As soon as she reached the bottom, she saw a servant waiting nearby. Seeing Bing Tong come down, the servant bowed slightly: "Your Highness." Then, the servant helped her to sit down on the sofa. Bing Tong waved her hand, signaling them to leave. Then, she turned on the LCD TV in front of her, watching the daily news—a routine she followed every day to stay informed about international affairs.
　　After a while, a servant approached her with a bowl of soup. Reaching her, the servant bowed slightly and said, "Your Highness, this was
　　specially sent by Prince Xiao. He said you must drink it, and he will bring it back on time." Hearing this, a deep sadness settled on Bing Tong's face. She knew he was worried about her. But she hadn't expected him to find her so quickly and bring her this soup. Thinking this, Bing Tong picked up the bowl and elegantly drank it spoonful by spoonful. After she finished, the servant gently took the bowl and withdrew. This soup was something Bing Tong drank every day. The reason for it remained a mystery to everyone.
　　Bing Tong walked out of the castle. Outside, there was a sea of ​​flowers. She walked to the middle of the flowers, took out a small knife, and cut her finger. A drop of blood dripped onto a petal, and immediately, rain began to fall. The rain made the flowers appear even more vibrant. The flowers swayed gently in the rain, seemingly smiling at Bing Tong.
　　After standing in the rain for about an hour, Bing Tong entered the castle. As soon as she entered, a servant handed her a towel. Bing Tong took the towel, dried herself, and then took the coffee from the servant and drank it. This was also one of Bing Tong's habits! After finishing her coffee, Bing Tong glanced at the time; it was seven o'clock. Bing Tong went to a room on the lowest floor and changed into a blue dress, then went downstairs. Yes, the top floor was Bing Tong's dressing room—you can imagine how big it was! After
　　going downstairs, Bing Tong took a hat from the servant, put it on, and then walked gracefully out of the castle. After leaving the castle, Bing Tong handed a note to someone nearby. (You don't need to pick me up anymore.) Then Bing Tong rode away on her skateboard, leaving a group of people behind. They bowed and said, "Respectfully seeing off Your Highness."