Horror Game: Crazy criticizes a beauty who has no martial ethics

Shen Muyu stared at the sunshine outside the window and his thoughts seemed a little confused. When did it start... He had thought about this question before, but he could no longer remember the answer.

He vaguely remembered that it was the anniversary of his mother's death. He died suddenly due to a heart attack and the sad accident could only bury the grief in his heart. He had no outlet and no one to hate. He could only let the sadness hide his eyes and watch. The photo clearly had a smile on it, but it was only black and white.

Then what……

Then he saw the woman.

She was dressed in plain white but could not hide her exquisite makeup. Her father was following beside her. They didn't say anything. The woman also cried extremely sadly like the others, just like the real people who came to express condolences.

But why were those eyes looking at him so pitiful? Isn’t she a guest who came to cry for her mother?

He was five years old at the time and couldn't understand so much, because his father was so sad that he held him in his arms. But when he saw that woman again after returning home, no matter how slow or young his head was, it would have turned around. The son is here.

——She is not here to condole to her mother, she is here to replace her mother.

He cried, made trouble, and begged, but the woman covered it up with pity in her eyes, and then dropped the words 'Disobedient', 'Excessive sadness', 'No rules', 'This is how your mother has taught you these years. '...etc. a series of labels and evaluations.

He was unable to resist and had nowhere to resist.

So after his father's patience with him was completely exhausted, the woman could say "bastard" to him with a smile.

That was the beginning of the fight back and revenge.

Insults, beatings, fasting, confinement... She has done everything she can to vent her anger.

The dark days are like an abyss. No one knows, no one sees, and no one reaches out to help him. Every night he covered his wound and fell asleep, but his ears were always alert and focused on the crisp and sweet footsteps that sounded like impermanence and death. How many times had he been unable to sleep because of fear, and how many times had he woke up from his dreams because of fear, until...

"Until what?"

Seeing that he suddenly stopped speaking, Xia Lingge continued to ask along his words.

"Then I showed up."

A lazy, dangerous tone slowly came out of Shen Muyu's mouth. It was obviously the same voice, but Xia Lingge suddenly dimmed her eyes, and her expression couldn't help but flicker.

'Shen Muyu' raised a smile and blinked casually at Xia Lingge. There was no more unnecessary action, but it was just a little more weird than before.

"Shenyu." Xia Lingge looked at him.

Shen Yu chuckled lightly and raised his eyebrows: "I found it quickly enough. I haven't played enough yet. Tsk, it's also my fault for this game. There are large dungeons mixed with small dungeons. I need to keep shuttling. There is no way. Twice, I was too tired, so I asked that guy to take over, but I didn’t expect that the secret would be revealed as soon as I came out.”

Xia Lingge was silent.

"Don't stare at me with that look." Shen Yu waved his hand, "That guy is so cowardly that he can't even deal with an old woman. She can roll down the stairs as long as she pushes her when she's not guarded. , Get out - get out -, get out until you die."

I haven’t been feeling well lately, so I’ve been taking less pictures. I’m sorry, my dears.