Skinwalker Belle – Chapter 547 – Could This Woman Be Lin Fan’s Girlfriend?

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Lin Li clutched her head with both hands, veins bulging on her forehead.

Her entire body slid off the chair.

“Lin Li!”

Xiao Yao was the first to react, crouching down to support her shoulders.

Lei Li rushed over almost at the same time.

She dropped to one knee, one hand cradling the back of Lin Li’s head, the other prying open the fingers covering her face.

Lin Li’s pupils were dilated, the starlight at the bottom of her eyes flickering incessantly.

Broken moans escaped her lips as her body curled into a ball.

Everyone around them stood up.

Ah Hu was the first to rush over, but seeing Lin Li’s condition, he didn’t dare reach out.

“What’s going on? She was fine just now, why did she suddenly—”

“Stop with the chatter. Help me hold her.” Lei Jie cut him off.

Lin Li’s body was trembling, as if something was slamming violently inside her skull, trying to burst out, yet being firmly blocked by something else.

It lasted about ten-odd seconds.

The trembling slowly stopped.

Lin Li’s breathing went from rapid to calm.

She opened her eyes and looked at the people surrounding her, her gaze somewhat hollow.

“I… how am I on the ground?”

Xiao Yao let out a sigh of relief and placed two fingers on her wrist.

“Pulse is back to normal.”

Lei Jie didn’t let go, staring at her face for several seconds.

“Just now, when you saw that photo on the wall, you collapsed.”

“Photo?”

Lin Li turned her head, her gaze once again landing on the group photo on the wall.

This time, there was no searing pain.

But the man standing beside Lei Jie, with short black hair, made her chest feel heavy and stifled.

She couldn’t quite describe the feeling.

It wasn’t recognition.

It was something deeper than recognition.

“Do you know the people in the photo?” Lei Jie asked.

Lin Li shook her head.

“I don’t know him… but he gives me a headache.”

Ah Hu leaned in to glance at the photo on the wall, grinning wryly.

“Lei Jie, and you still say she has nothing to do with Lin Fan.”

“Ah Hu.”

Ah Hu counted off on his fingers. “Look at it this way—she comes in saying her name is Lin Fan, knows the layout of our building, can even tell you your preferences, Lei Jie.”

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“Now she sees Brother Lin Fan’s photo, and she just collapses outright.”

“What exactly are you trying to say?”

Ah Hu scratched the back of his head. Though his voice was lowered, everyone present could hear him clearly.

“Could this woman be… Lin Fan’s mistress on the side?”

The dining area went quiet for a moment.

Several men lowered their heads and shoveled rice at the same time, but all of them had their ears perked up.

Lei Jie’s expression didn’t change, but the hand gripping Lin Li’s shoulder tightened slightly.

“Say that again?”

“I’m just guessing, just guessing.”

Ah Hu immediately raised his hands in surrender and backed off two steps.

Xiao Yao whispered beside him, “You really need to watch that mouth of yours.”

Lei Jie stood up and pulled Lin Li to her feet.

“Can you walk?”

“Yes.”

“Back to the infirmary.”

Lei Jie supported Lin Li as they walked out, pausing briefly as she passed Ah Hu.

“You’re leading the afternoon patrol shift.”

“Huh? Isn’t it Old Zhang’s turn today…”

“It’s your turn now.”

Ah Hu shut his mouth.

On the way back to the infirmary, Lin Li kept her head lowered.

Her white hair trailed behind her, and people in the corridor automatically made way when they saw her.

But she didn’t notice any of that. Her mind kept replaying the photo from earlier.

That man’s face.

The second time she looked, it didn’t hurt anymore.

But that heavy, stifled feeling in her chest remained.

It was neither hatred nor affection.

It was more like… there was an unbreakable thread between her and that man.

The door to the infirmary closed.

Lei Li had Lin Li sit on the edge of the bed while she herself stood by the window.

The two of them were silent for a moment.

“Lei Li.”

“Yeah?”

“That man in the photo—the one you said… was also named Lin Fan?”

“Yes.”

Lin Li looked up at her.

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“What’s your relationship with him?”

Lei Li didn’t answer right away.

She leaned against the window frame, arms crossed over her chest.

Sunlight streamed in from behind her, casting a long shadow on the floor.

“He’s mine.”

Lin Li blinked.

“Yours?”

“Don’t overthink it.”

Lei Li turned around, walked over to the bed, and sat down.

Her tone softened a little.

“I know you might be connected to Lin Fan.”

Lin Li opened her mouth to speak.

Lei Li cut her off before she could say anything: “But he hasn’t woken up yet.”

“He went missing after the battle to close the Portal a few months ago. He wasn’t found until a few days ago, pulled from the ruins. He was badly injured, and he’s still unconscious.”

“Once he wakes up, I’ll personally take you to see him.”

“Then, whatever your relationship is, you can settle it face to face.”

Lin Li stared at Lei Li’s face for a long moment.

“Aren’t you angry?”

“Angry about what?”

“If I really do have a connection with him.”

Lei Li tilted her head slightly, the corner of her mouth twitching—whether it was a smile or something else, it was hard to tell.

“That depends on what kind of connection.”

She patted Lin Li’s shoulder and stood up.

“Get some rest. Don’t dwell on all that nonsense.”

The door closed behind her.

Lin Li sat alone on the bed, looking down at her own palms.

That man’s face surfaced in her mind again.

She clenched her fist, then let it go.

Can’t remember.

Can’t remember anything.

…

That evening.

Xiao Yao pushed open the door of the infirmary, carrying a stack of examination reports.

Lin Li was sitting by the window, lost in thought.

Outside, the sky had gone completely dark.

“Still awake?”

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“Can’t sleep.”

Xiao Yao set the reports on the table, pulled up a chair, and sat across from her.

“I just came from Lin Fan’s place.”

Lin Li’s gaze immediately shifted over.

“How is he?”

Xiao Yao flipped open a report and tapped her finger on the data.

“Strangely enough.”

“What’s strange?”

“His physical condition is somewhat similar to yours when you were unconscious.”

Lin Li tilted her head.

“Heart rate is on the low side, body temperature lower than normal, brainwaves are weak but steady.”

Xiao Yao adjusted her glasses.

“When you were out for four days, that was exactly your state.”

“How long has he been out?”

“One day longer than you.”

“Is there any difference?”

Xiao Yao hesitated for a moment.

“His body isn’t as… special as yours.”

“His bones and internal organs are all normal organic tissue, but the decay curve of his Spirit Energy fluctuations is almost identical to yours.”

She pulled out two charts and laid them side by side on the table.

“Look—this one is your brainwave recording from when you were unconscious, and this one is Lin Fan’s.”

The rhythm of the two curves almost perfectly overlapped.

“A coincidence?” Lin Li asked.

“One or two parameters matching is a coincidence.”

Xiao Yao’s expression was serious.

“Seven or eight parameters all matching—that’s not a coincidence anymore.”

Lin Li looked down at the two curves and murmured under her breath.

“When will he wake up?”

“Hard to say.”

“Your body is different from ours—it recovers especially fast.”

“As for him… all we can do is wait.”

Xiao Yao put away the reports, clapped her hands together, and stood up.

“Alright, enough about that.”

She gave Lin Li a once-over, her expression turning slightly disdainful.

“You’ve been here five days now, right?”

“Yeah.”

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“Have you taken a shower?”

Lin Li thought for a moment, then shook her head.

“I knew it.”

Xiao Yao walked over, picked up a lock of Lin Li’s white hair that hung down to the floor, and weighed it in her hand.

“If you don’t take care of this hair soon, it’s going to tangle up.”

“Is there somewhere here to shower?”

“Fourth floor, the bathhouse.”

Xiao Yao raised an eyebrow at her.

“Come with me tonight—the hot water’s at its strongest for the women’s shift.”

“I’ll help you sort out your hair. If that head of white fluff gets all knotted up, you’ll have no choice but to cut it.”

Lin Li instinctively grabbed a handful of her hair, running her fingers through the strands—so smooth there wasn’t the slightest resistance.

“Okay.”

Xiao Yao pulled out two clean bath towels and shoved one into Lin Li’s arms.

“Let’s go.”

The two of them walked out of the infirmary.

The lights in the corridor were dim and yellow, and somewhere in the distance, someone on the night shift was speaking in low tones.

Xiao Yao walked ahead.

Lin Li followed behind, clutching the towel, her white hair trailing a long stretch behind her.

As they passed the corner of the hallway, Lin Li suddenly stopped.

Her gaze landed on the tightly shut ward door at the end of the turn.

A faint light seeped through the crack beneath the door.

“That room is…”

Xiao Yao turned back, following her line of sight.

“Lin Fan’s ward.”

Lin Li stared at the door, the starlight in her eyes flickering faintly.

She lifted her foot and took a step in that direction.

Xiao Yao grabbed her arm.

“Don’t go.”

“Why not?”

“Lei Jie said no one’s allowed in without her permission.”

Xiao Yao lowered her voice, jerking her chin toward the door.

“Besides, Lei Jie is in there right now.”

Lin Li withdrew her step.

She glanced at the door one more time.

The light from the crack suddenly went out.