Infinite: Dawn Game

Chapter 275 Miss

"!!!"

Almost simultaneously, all the players who witnessed this scene felt a chill run down their spines, staring in horror at the woman crawling out from under the bed.

"...It's Miss."

One player murmured, "When did Miss enter Yu Shijiu's room?"

Nobody knows.

From everyone's perspective, the young lady disappeared after Mr. Xiao returned to the villa—to say she disappeared is not quite accurate; it would be more accurate to say she returned to her room.

But the problem is, why did the young lady who was supposed to go back to her room suddenly appear in Yu Shijiu's room... and, moreover, under the bed where Yu Shijiu is sleeping.

Even seasoned veterans couldn't help but feel a chill run down their spines when they saw this scene.

The problem isn't why an NPC would appear under the bed, but rather why the lady would appear under the player's bed when it's clearly daytime.

Like I said, they could understand this if it were late at night... but this is broad daylight!

If you really want to scare people and instill fear, you shouldn't choose this time of day—unless, of course, the young lady isn't there with any intention of killing anyone.

Thinking about this, some of the smarter players relaxed a lot, and when they looked up at the screen again, their minds were much clearer.

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Inside bedroom number 6.

The room was very quiet, so quiet that the only sound was the occasional soft rustling of rose petals brushing against the glass in the wind. Apart from that, all that could be heard was Yu Shijiu's slow and even breathing.

Beside the foot of the bed, the young lady who had crawled out knelt on the ground and slowly got up. Her bones, which had been crawling on her body for a long time, made a creaking sound, but she did not wake up the boy who was fast asleep on the bed.

As the young lady slowly approached the bed, her still pale face gradually drew closer to the boy's face on the bed, her thick, black hair falling inch by inch until it completely enveloped the boy's face.

Yu Shijiu, still asleep, seemed to feel a little short of breath. He frowned slightly, twitched his nose, and turned his head to the side.

The young lady stared at his face without moving, her eyes cold and empty. Apart from her long, dark, damp hair falling onto Yu Shijiu's face, she seemed to have no intention of doing anything.

"..."

Seeing that the boy on the bed showed no signs of waking up, the young lady let out a soft sigh.

Along with the sigh, there was also the sound of water dripping down, drop by drop.

Tick ​​tock—tick tock—tick tock—

Players watching this scene off-screen felt a momentary choke.

...During the daytime, NPCs dare to be so blatant—

Yu Shijiu frowned, feeling the intense gazes of everyone around him. In his sleep, he licked his lips in frustration, feeling a strong, metallic scent of blood in his breath.

The scene in the dream felt strangely familiar.

The bathtub in front of her was stained red with blood, and the blood overflowing from the edge of the tub dripped onto the floor. The woman in the tub had a deathly pale complexion due to extreme blood loss, and her beautiful amber pupils were now vacant, like a lifeless fossil.

The empty pupils on the woman's corpse stared at Yu Shijiu standing in front of her, already devoid of any life.

"Mother."

Yu Shijiu, now grown up, approached the bathtub step by step. He slowly knelt down beside the bathtub, letting the blood overflowing from it stain his clothes completely red.

Amidst the bloody stench, Yu Shijiu lowered his head and touched the woman's wrist, which was dangling over the edge of the bathtub. He smiled faintly and slowly.

"Mother."

Yu Shijiu called out again.

The air was thick with the nauseating stench of blood, and before him lay the woman's wrist, almost severed. The intense smell of blood mixed with the gruesome wound that made one's eyes turn red, yet it only made Yu Shijiu's smile widen further.

“I never believed you would commit suicide.”

Yu Shijiu said softly.

"You made dumplings for me this morning, saying you wanted to eat them with me. Why did you commit suicide after the dumplings were ready?"

Yu Shijiu shook his head to himself, gently pulled the woman's almost broken wrist, and leaned his face against it.

"I do not believe."

Yu Shijiu said, "I will never believe it."

My mother was beautiful, lovely, gentle, and had no freedom... She seemed to be just an appendage with no sense of self in the eyes of ordinary people, but she would never be so cowardly as to commit suicide in front of her children.

And yet, they showed their children such extremely tragic and horrific scenes.

"You are the gentlest."

Yu Shijiu's cheek smeared with the blood from his mother's wrist, and he muttered under his breath:

"How could you, the gentlest person, let me see such a horrifying scene..."

Therefore, someone must have "killed" the mother.

It must be.

This is the first step that Yu Shijiu is taking towards a mental breakdown.

He would absolutely, absolutely not let go of anyone, or even anyone who might have considered separating him from his mother.

no way.

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inside the room.

The young lady tore open the wound on her fingertip that had just healed, and drops of blood dripped from her fingertip onto the sleeping boy's face. The drops of blood gradually thickened on his face, making it look from a distance like some kind of allergic rash.

The young lady stared blankly, her pale, dry lips moving slightly, like the silent language of some plant.

Don't blame me.

"do not blame me."

The young lady's hoarse voice echoed in the room.

—I didn't want to either.

"I don't want to either."

At the same time, the sound of rose petals rubbing against the window grew louder, and the rosebuds, which were about to bloom, seemed to be screaming violently at this moment, rubbing against the window strangely in the wind.

The droplets of blood dripping from the young lady's fingertips began to slowly congeal.

The blood on my fingertips is almost gone.

The young woman lowered her head and, expressionless, tore open her wound again.

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"What happened?"

Xu Han was still a little confused as he ran into the villa behind He Lingling, and kept asking questions.

With her mind in complete chaos, He Lingling had no time to explain and could only mumble a few words incoherently.

"Miss, Miss probably isn't a good person either."

"There shouldn't be a single good person in the Xiao family villa."

This means that the young lady who seemed intimate and blushing with Yu Shijiu this morning, and even took the initiative to help him out, might also be approaching Yu Shijiu with some unknown secret...

He Lingling was naturally unaware that it was actually Yu Shijiu who had taken the initiative to approach her.

Of course, even if He Lingling knew, she wouldn't change her mind.

It's just a matter of whether the relationship is active or passive.

Xu Han was even more confused. He followed He Lingling into the villa, passing many curious players who were watching them. Finally, he met Lu Chusheng's gaze as Lu Chusheng was about to go upstairs.

"what happened?"

Lu Chusheng turned around and looked at the two people behind him, "Why are you running in such a hurry?"

During the day, nothing should happen.