Su Qingyu wanted to return to her room, but Father, with his head down, pointed at Su Qingyu and roared, "You unfilial daughter, hurry up and find my alcohol! I want my alcohol... Ka Ka Ka... Give me my alcohol!"
【 Father has sacrificed a lot for this family, don't refuse Father, Father is under a lot of pressure. If you refuse, you can act cute with Mother. 】
Su Qingyu knew she couldn't refuse Father's request.
But alcohol would worsen Father's corruption.
Su wanted to act cute with Mother, but Mother was cleaning in the kitchen. Bowls and plates shattered on the ground. Mother, barefoot, stepped on the glass shards, fresh blood flowing, yet she seemed to feel no pain.
"Mom—"
Su Qingyu called out to Mother, but Mother turned a deaf ear.
She couldn't act cute.
The wine bottle was hidden under the sofa.
Su Qingyu didn't want to stay in this chaotic living room for another minute.
Therefore, she pretended to search for a moment, found the bottle with only a third of the alcohol left under the sofa, and handed it to Father.
Father tilted his head back and gulped it down.
Su Qingyu dropped a sentence, "I'm going back to my room," and without looking back, she darted into her room and locked the bedroom door.
The sound of the wine bottle shattering came from behind her.
Father alternated between shrill laughter and angrily cursing.
"You damned unfilial daughter!"
"Every day... Ka Ka Ka... I work my fingers to the bone outside to earn money! It's all for you! And you still don't want to see me!"
In the room, Shuangxi's pitch-black gaze fell on Su Qingyu, reminding her, "Master, you are already mildly corrupted."
As an anomaly, Shuangxi could sense corruption.
Not good!
Su Qingyu sat on the edge of the bed, her delicate eyebrows furrowed.
She thought it must have been after entering Father and Mother's grey bedroom that she got corrupted.
The window was definitely the most dangerous place.
At night, Grandma didn't knock on the door like she did last night. The bedroom door kept making a "dong dong—" sound, as an anomaly tried to open the door lock from the outside.
The black cat would crawl out from under the bed in the early morning and lick her face and palms, just like last night.
Due to mild corruption, Su Qingyu had continuous nightmares at night.
There was a roaring sound in her ears, which intensified as the night deepened.
At first, Su Qingyu dreamed that she was always being followed, and in a dark alley, the "click" sound of cameras could be heard intermittently.
When using the toilet at school, a pitch-black camera would peek out from under the cubicle.
Someone was spying from the shadows.
"So cute, will you be my model? I'll take perfect artistic photos of you!"
"You don't suit pants, that short skirt the other day was very pretty."
"Your profile while sleeping is so charming."
"Don't be shy under my lens."
"Why are you running away! Disobedient children must be punished!"
"I really wish you would be my model alone, sleeping beautifully forever..."
Using letters of various sizes from the newspaper, pasted together to form a note, stuffed into the desk compartment.
Horrifying words, and a gaze as sticky as a snake.
Affected by the nightmare, Su Qingyu struggled to open her eyes, trying to escape the fear brought by the nightmare.
But it was like sleep paralysis; she knew she couldn't sink into the nightmare, yet her eyes wouldn't open.
The nightmare disturbed her mind.
Cameras were everywhere, like inescapable demons, extending out from all angles.
She ran and ran, like a fish out of water, unable to breathe.
The dark alley seemed to have no end.
"Meow~"
A cat's meow, and the cameras instantly dispersed, restoring peace to Su Qingyu.
Sleepiness attacked.
She dreamed again that she had returned to her high school days, wearing a blue and white school uniform, and was confessed to by a scruffy boy with a buzz cut in the school's back garden.
The boy's studies were a mess, a notorious poor student at school, but she knew that the boy's hands could draw well, and his figure playing basketball under the sun was also so handsome.
Beneath his rebellious appearance was a delicate and gentle heart.
The letters the boy wrote, the doll the boy gave her, every word of encouragement from the boy...
In the morning, it was Shuangxi who woke Su Qingyu up.
Opening her eyes, she was still in that familiar blue room.
Oppressive, with no windows.
Su Qingyu only felt her temples throbbing; she had slept all night, but her head felt heavy.
This strange tale deliberately made her unable to eat enough or sleep well.
The knocking sound on the first night.
The nightmares on the second night.
It wanted her to make a mistake.
Su Qingyu rubbed the dark circles under her eyes; she needed to leave this instance quickly.
Otherwise, even if she didn't die from violating the rules, she would collapse from lack of sleep.
"Master, the corruption on your body has disappeared."
"Disappeared?" Su Qingyu looked down at her hands and sighed in relief.
Fortune lies on the other side of misfortune; if not for the mild corruption yesterday, Su Qingyu wouldn't have had those two dreams.
【 S-Rank: Unravel the complete truth of the instance. 】
The content of the dreams was the key clue for the S-Rank clear.
Combining the dreams and the clues found, it could be inferred that the daughter attended Morning Star High School, was in love with Xiao Hei, and they agreed to study hard and become better versions of themselves.
However, the daughter seemed to be harassed by a pervert again, who often secretly photographed her and stuffed harassing notes into her desk compartment.
The walls of the room began to yellow, and the bottom of the door was mottled and old.
She hadn't cleared the instance at all, so how could the corruption disappear?
Corruption was like a chronic illness, devouring one's reason and alienating one's body.
Opening the room door, the door lock had loosened to the point where a section was pulled out.
The living room walls had aged even more severely, with peeling wall skin like festering skin.
Father was no longer at home.
The sofa was empty.
The kitchen was a mess, and Mother, hunched over, was throwing filth from the trash can onto the ground.
"I heard the black cat again last night! Damn it! The cat messed up my trash can! It dirtied my kitchen!"
"Why can't anyone understand my hardship!"
"So annoying, so annoying! I'm the only one holding this family together!"
Although Mother was irritable, her words were all human speech.
"Mom, good morning."
Seeing Su Qingyu come out, Mother stopped rummaging through the trash.
She forced a smile at Su Qingyu.
"My dear daughter, you're awake. I'll make you breakfast."
Su Qingyu asked, "Mom, what are you looking for in the trash can?"
"Of course, I'm looking for that damned cat!
The cat wants to steal my treasure!
I will never let it succeed!"
Mother stood up, wrinkled her nose, and looked down at the dirty white apron.
She belatedly realized, "Oh! Why is my clothes so dirty?
Darling, breakfast is in the kitchen, I'll go take a bath first."
"Okay, Mom." Su Qingyu tiptoed into the kitchen, avoiding stepping on the filth.
Healthy food was hidden in the deepest part of the refrigerator; the raw meat placed outside emitted a fishy smell.
After eating, there was a "clang" sound from the balcony.
Grandma's wheelchair was broken, and she lay on the ground like a tumor, unable to move.
The broken steel bars of the wheelchair pierced her body.
Grandma wailed in pain.
Even though her eyeballs had fallen on the ground, Su Qingyu still felt Grandma pleading for help.
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