Infinite: Dawn Game

Chapter 287 Music

A Yuan was silent for a second.

He turned his head away. "There's nothing to say."

"I'm divorced and living with my daughter. I haven't contacted her or my ex-wife."

"……Yeah?"

In a corner where no one could see, Lanping's fingertips trembled unconsciously. She looked at A Yuan's back and suddenly laughed.

"Hey, Brother Yuan, if we all get out of here alive, would you like to find another mother for your daughter?"

A Yuan was taken aback.

He turned back to look at Lanping in astonishment, his mind a complete mess.

What does this mean? What does Lanping mean by this?

"Pfft."

Lanping suddenly burst out laughing; this was the first time her delicate and quiet face had shown such a happy expression.

"I was just saying, Brother Yuan, don't take it too seriously."

A Yuan frowned. He wanted to say something, but he saw Lan Ping turn her head and then close the door, not forgetting to tell him "see you tonight."

A Yuan: "..."

He was inexplicably irritated by this, but he was still afraid of what was going to happen that night.

Forget it, I'll ask Lanping what she meant by that after we're out of the game...

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rustling --

A cool breeze blew into the room through the gap in the window that wasn't closed tightly, and the temperature, which had been quite comfortable, suddenly dropped, making the boy on the bed bury his head under the covers.

"..."

After a rustling sound, Yu Shijiu poked her head out from under the covers.

Still a little groggy from just waking up, with two wisps of hair sticking up on top of her head, somewhat like vegetable sprouts emerging from the earth.

"...It's so cold."

Yu Shijiu wiped his face, squinted, and groped his way toward the slightly ajar window in the darkness.

—When the fingertip touches the soft petal, it stops in place.

Still feeling sleepy, Yu Shijiu's pupils opened slightly, and she instantly became awake.

The rosebuds drew even closer together.

rustling—rustling—

Yu Shijiu did not turn on the lights.

He was immersed in darkness, his gaze gradually becoming dull.

After her eyes adjusted to the darkness, Yu Shijiu could clearly see the rosebud by the window, which was halfway into the room. It still looked stunning and beautiful, and its faint fragrance drifted into her nostrils with the cold wind, making her unable to help but smile.

Yu Shijiu did indeed smile.

He gazed at the rosebud trembling delicately in the wind, and reached out his hand—

Click—snap.

The window was slammed shut.

The rosebud, unable to withstand the pressure of gravity, crumbled into a muddy mess. With a dull thud as the bud turned to mud, the bright red petals dripped slowly down the cracks in the window.

The scent of roses in the room became even stronger.

Many players in front of the screen had their eyelids twitch simultaneously when they saw Yu Shijiu close the window.

Sure enough, his lips twitched when he saw that Yu Shijiu didn't care about the rose at all.

There's no one else but Yu Shijiu who's courting death.

After closing the window, Yu Shijiu stretched lazily.

"It's freezing! Looks like I need to tell my mother-in-law that the windows in the room need repair..."

Yu Shijiu muttered to himself as he slowly got out of bed, but halfway down he remembered something and reached out to turn on the bedside lamp.

click -

The soft, yellow light of the bedside lamp slowly came on, and Yu Shijiu then got out of bed to put on her shoes.

At the same time, loud and urgent music suddenly rang out from outside the corridor.

The instrumental music, with a series of sounds including piano, cello, guitar, etc., is played together, creating a strange rhythm like a sudden storm.

Boom boom boom!

Amidst the sharp, urgent music, the knocking sound was somewhat muffled.

"Guests, it's time to come down for dinner."

The voices of countless old housekeepers echoed through the corridor, creating a strange and chilling sound.

"guest……"

"It's time for dinner..."

"..."

Yu Shijiu was the first to open the door.

Outside in the corridor, the old housekeeper had disappeared from sight.

The sound of the other party calling the players down for dinner still seemed to linger in the air.

Yu Shijiu: "..."

He looked at the empty corridor and then down at the wool carpet on the corridor floor.

He wondered if there was something wrong with his eyes, but somehow the grotesque and twisted rose branches and buds on the carpet in the corridor seemed clearer.

If the carpet roses last night looked real... then the carpet now looks like those roses from the villa's flower garden that have been transplanted.

Lifelike, Yu Shijiu could almost smell the fragrance—oh right, there was rose petal mud in his room, so it's possible that the scent wafted out of his room.

Yu Shijiu stopped thinking about it. He glanced at Lu Chusheng's room across the street and saw that the door was still tightly closed. He then walked out of the bedroom on his own.

Tap—Pfft—

Yu Shijiu stopped in his tracks.

He glanced down at the carpet again, then lifted his foot with some confusion.

The soles of the shoes were covered with damp mud and withered, rotting green leaves, and every step felt strangely soft and unsettling, filling one with dread.

Although this does not include Yu Shijiu.

He casually stepped on the carpet, and blood splattered out from every seam of the wool carpet, staining his trouser legs and shoes red.

"...It really does look like a puddle you stepped in on after a rain?"

Yu Shijiu muttered something, seemingly unconcerned about the bizarre scene before her, and happily went downstairs to eat.

The players watching the live stream on their screens have become numb.

They watched Yu Shijiu's happy figure walk down the stairs, their eyes fixed on the carpet behind him, which was stained with blood, and fell silent for a moment.

"...Sometimes, I really wish I were mentally unstable."

One player's lips twitched as he remarked:

"Looking at it this way, being mentally ill isn't so bad after all?"

"...Never mind then, I still want to be a normal person..."

"Tsk, you guys are overthinking it. Most mental patients are afraid of strange things too, okay? His symptoms clearly don't fall under the category of mental illness..."

The last words faded into the silence of countless players.

—Yu Shijiu's condition is very obvious; he is a complete madman.

They are not afraid of death, nor of the death of those around them. Even if they die, they will take those who cause them pain/monsters with them... In their view, people in this state are almost devoid of fear; they will only lead everyone to their deaths...

To be honest, given this situation, it's almost impossible for any player to team up with Yu Shijiu.

"...I don't know if He Lingling was out of her mind to choose to team up with Yu Shijiu."

One player whispered, "And that newbie Xu Han, are they both out of their minds?"

Aren't you afraid of dying? Dare to team up with Yu Shijiu?