Gin gwai Page #3

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vicious cycle of pain

we need to tackle the cause

of his suicide.

Only then can his soul leave

this world in peace.

Have you ever considered

he might be telling the truth?

Perhaps he really did lose

his report card.

Have you been teaching

calligraphy long?

Yes, many years indeed.

I'll teach you how to hold

the brush...

Use your big thumb and

middle finger

and form a circle just like this...

Like this, try.

Very few want to learn

calligraphy nowadays.

I used to teach 3 lessons a week.

Now, it's down to only one.

I'll let you try writing by yourself.

Try it yourself.

Why are you sitting in my chair?

Why are you sitting in my chair?!

What is this?

What is going on?

What are you looking for?

Are you okay?

What happened?

Are you feeling unwell?

Is Dr. Lo here?

Ms. Wong, you are early.

Your next appointment isn't

until Friday.

He won't be back from his meeting

until 5 p.m.

Will he definitely be here

at 5 p.m.?

If it's urgent,

I can page him for you now.

I'll be back at 5.

You can see them, too?

They don't usually want to be seen.

But you'll get used to it.

All the stores nearby have

been bought up,

only my boss refuses to sell.

He seems to be expecting his wife

and child to visit.

Actually, he can't see them at all.

There was a car accident

over there...

Mun!

My secretary said you were

asking for me.

What's the matter?

Will you help me?

Of course I will.

Your eyes hurt?

Will you believe me?

Yes...

What is it?

The shadows... they come

to bring the dead.

What shadow?

When I was at the hospital...

I saw a man.

He... he took an old lady with him.

The next morning, the old lady

was dead...

My room keeps changing

suddenly into a different room...

I even saw a person missing

her lower body...

When he rushed over, it was like

an electric shock.

My whole body went numb...

Calm down

And tell me slowly.

When I was little...

Granny told me...

I was not an ordinary child.

God had given me some obstacles...

so that I would grow up

to be an extraordinary person.

Now I understand

what it means to be extraordinary.

An extraordinary person

can see things others can't...

and feel pain that others won't feel.

Maybe, I was never meant

to see this world.

I don't want to terrified

in bed every night...

I don't want to terrified

in bed every night...

then awaken horrors every morning.

I just want to be an ordinary person.

Dr. Lo, can you help me?

Yes, of course I will.

One of my psychology professors...

from the States...

has just come to Hong Kong to visit.

Let's meet him tomorrow.

He might be able to help.

How can you help me when

you don't believe me?

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