Infinite: Dawn Game

Chapter 274 In human form, even monsters should be afraid of pain.

"..."

In the flowerbed, all the bizarre rose stems and leaves grew exceptionally thick and grotesque, the thorns on the branches gleaming sharply in the sunlight, extending little by little to lean against all the windows on the second floor, while the flower buds looked exceptionally delicate.

Below them, on a patch of soil that was not visible, about ten brightly colored roses "grew" on the ground, their petals swaying gently in the wind, bringing a very faint and refreshing fragrance.

Xu Han: "I just looked around, and only these few are in bloom. The rest are still big buds even after growing up to the second floor. The clue must be with these few!"

As Xu Han was about to make a move, He Lingling quickly grabbed his clothes and pulled him back.

"do not move."

He Lingling said urgently, "These roses can't be touched!"

"……what?!"

Xu Han jumped up from the flowerbed in an instant, and before he could even utter "Damn it!" he hissed in pain.

He Lingling: "..."

She stared expressionlessly at Xu Han's finger, which was clearly bleeding from being pricked by something, and said:

"You ran into them?"

Sometimes... He Lingling really thinks it's good for people to go a little crazy.

Xu Han: "..."

Xu Han felt a little guilty and scared, so he quickly moved closer to He Lingling, held out his middle finger that had been pricked by a thorn, and whispered:

"What should I do? What should I do? I didn't mean to, it was an accident..."

"Cold salad."

He Lingling glanced at his outstretched middle finger, trying to ignore the fact that he meant nothing by it, and said coolly:

"Just wait for death."

"How is this possible?! I'm going to die from such a small wound?! No way!"

Xu Han was shocked and quickly activated his talent skill to heal his middle finger. He only breathed a sigh of relief after the wound was completely healed.

"No, I see the wound has healed..."

He Lingling ignored Xu Han's constant chatter and quickly walked to the flowerbed. She glanced at the few roses and her mind raced, quickly recalling the scene from when she went downstairs that morning.

—These roses are the ones that "Miss" was holding in her arms this morning.

The roses, whose roots had been trimmed but whose thorns had not, were "replanted" back in the flowerbed by the young lady.

That's a very strange thing to do.

It's like, why didn't the roses in front of any of the other players' windows bloom, but the roses in front of the lady's window did?

Besides the relationship between players and NPCs, there must be other reasons.

Xu Han actually made a smart move this time.

After he finished rambling, he leaned forward, casually wiped the blood from his fingertips, blew on his intact fingers, and looked at the roses in the flowerbed, saying:

"I remember now, when we went to find Shi Jiu Shi this morning, we saw Miss holding them in her arms."

He Lingling: "...Hmm."

"Those are the ones in Miss's arms."

But when it comes to "hugging"—

He Lingling's heart skipped a beat, and she moved even closer.

Xu Han was startled by her sudden step forward and whispered:

"Didn't you say I couldn't touch it? What are you doing now...?"

Xu Han's voice gradually faded in my ears.

He Lingling tried to calm herself down, her nostrils twitching slightly.

A faint, pungent smell of blood wafted into the air along with the delicate fragrance of flowers, creating an eerie and terrifying atmosphere.

That's right... this is where the problem lies.

Did the young lady really not get hurt while holding these roses with thorns that hadn't been trimmed?

At least during the day, she should still be in human form... but in human form, she should be afraid of pain—

Suddenly realizing a possibility, He Lingling's face turned grim.

She straightened up, looked at Xu Han, and said quickly:

"Go find Shi Jiu! Quickly!"

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Inside bedroom number 6.

After Yu Shijiu drew all the curtains on the window, she lay down on the bed and squinted at the luxurious and exquisite chandelier on the ceiling. She could vaguely see a similar decoration in front of her.

Like the Xiao family villa, the Yu family villa is also very large.

When my mother was still alive, many, many people would come to the Yu family villa on holidays or her birthday.

On the surface, most of them are just trying to show off in front of their mothers, hoping to make their mothers remember them and give them some benefits.

But in reality, the mother was already dead in name only.

Compared to the mother, who was the true owner of the Yu family, Liang Guodong was their real target when they came to the Yu family villa.

Everyone knows that the mistress of the Yu family is a gentle woman; she is weak, kind, beautiful, generous... and also, foolish.

She was so foolish as to believe that her husband was an upright and kind person, and it was because of this that the Yu family was gradually devoured by Liang Guodong, whose ambition grew ever larger.

Finally, Mom died.

The true owner of the Yu family villa is dead.

And its name, like that of the Yu family, was changed to Liang family after years of management.

It's a ridiculous and cliché story.

Outsiders might just sigh that women are always driven by emotions, but in reality, they're too foolish to see the wolfish ambitions of their partners.

Everyone said Mom was stupid.

Her suicide attempt seemed even more foolish to outsiders.

Yu Shijiu was raised in this situation, completely unaware of what was happening.

Contrary to what outsiders might think, he was very intelligent from a young age.

Even Liang Guodong, who was so intelligent, was somewhat worried. He feared that his son would change the Liang family name back to the Yu family name when he grew up.

How could Liang Guodong, who had worked so hard to achieve his current social status, allow such a thing to happen?

When Yu Shijiu was eight years old, he welcomed another "mother".

One of them, who appears gentle and kind, actually wishes he could kill his "mother".

Memories flooded back, and Yu Shijiu's head began to ache.

He pursed his lips uncomfortably, then curled up in the blanket and squeezed his eyes shut.

So annoying, so annoying, so annoying...

Why did I suddenly think of these things again?

It's all in the past... I already chopped Liang Guodong's head off...

But why do I still feel so empty inside?

Yu Shijiu tucked her head into the blankets, her right hand tightly gripping the clothes on her chest, forcing herself to fall asleep.

...Just fall asleep.

As long as you don't dream while you're asleep, that's fine.

And... his mother was never that foolish; she was just... just too kind...

Is it wrong to be kind?

Isn't it Liang Guodong's fault?

The thin boy in bed kept his eyes closed. Only in the darkness where no one could see him would he briefly and subtly reveal a hint of his vulnerability.

As Yu Shijiu's breathing gradually calmed down, some soft noises were heard in the bedroom.

It seemed that some animal lurking in the shadows gradually became active as the room's owner slept.

The bedroom was dimly lit, and in the dim light, rustling sounds gradually came from under the bed where Yu Shijiu was lying.

As the long, floor-length sheet swayed, a figure in a white dress slowly crawled out from under the bed.