August 26, 2023 by Wyrd
It’s evident that Ruan Qing was very angry. His eyes, which had returned to their normal state, turned slightly red again at the corners, and he even shook off the child’s hand.
Perhaps he had never seen Ruan Qing this angry before. The child stared at his hand being let go and hesitated for a moment. Then, his small face wrinkled, and tears began to well up in his eyes. With a slightly teary voice, he said, “I’m sorry, Daddy. Xiao Xi knows it’s wrong.”
After saying that, the child cautiously reached out and gently tugged on the hem of Ruan Qing’s clothes. “Daddy, please don’t be angry. Xiao Xi won’t do it again.”
Ruan Qing hesitated for a moment, perhaps because of the recent events that had made him appear somewhat fragile. He pursed his lips and eventually picked up the child, his tone devoid of any discernible emotion. “Let’s go home.”
“Sister-in-law, let me hold the child.” The murderer, fearing the child might expose him, tried to take the child from Ruan Qing’s hands.
However, Ruan Qing evaded and politely yet distantly responded, “I’ll hold him myself. Thank you all for today.”
Ruan Qing’s attitude at this moment was completely different from how he treated his husband. With his husband, he was affectionate and even a bit playful in his speech. However, towards others, he maintained a sense of distance, as if he hadn’t placed anyone other than Yang Tianhao in his heart. Others couldn’t seem to breach that emotional barrier he had.
The murderer and the male neighbor exchanged a puzzled glance at the cautious look on Ruan Qing’s face. This exchange only solidified their determination to eliminate each other. They needed to become the exclusive “husband” of their wife/neighbor.
The three adults and the child left like that. Teacher Xia watched them from a distance, expressionless. Only Yang Muqing, who was being held, turned to look at Teacher Xia, his eyes holding an inscrutable emotion.
Upon seeing that look, Teacher Xia’s lips curved slightly, and he raised an eyebrow.
The players by the window exchanged glances, unsure whether they should follow the three or find an excuse to continue investigating the peculiar role-playing game. Both sets of clues seemed important, and it was hard to determine which was more crucial.
The advanced male player looked at Li Shuyang in a daze, who appeared beside him at an unknown time.
Wasn’t this player alone last night? Why hadn’t he died yet?
Shouldn’t it be one person dying per day? Could this instance be more special?
Li Shuyang gazed at the backs of the three individuals with a dark and unclear expression. Just as he was about to lose sight of them, he quietly followed suit.
Other players exchanged glances and ultimately decided to follow as well.
They couldn’t let the Xishan Kindergarten slip away. They could investigate it later. But if they missed this family, they might be hard to find.
After all, with today’s events, this family definitely wouldn’t continue attending Xishan Kindergarten.
However, due to the strange skills exhibited by one of the men just now, the players were cautious not to alert him, and they kept their distance. Most of them were essentially following Li Shuyang.
As a result, the players grew more and more uneasy as they followed.
Li Shuyang didn’t seem like an ordinary newbie player, did he?
His tracking methods and vigilance didn’t give away the slightest hint to the three people being followed.
Even when the two men turned back suspiciously to look, he didn’t reveal himself at all.
If it were them, they would probably have been discovered by the two men a long time ago.
The livestream of various major players showed them recklessly trailing Li Shuyang, causing a sensation.
[Has our streamer gone crazy!!!? Actually daring to tail Crazy Lu, do they feel like they’ve lived too long!?]
[Probably in a hurry to reincarnate. Hope God Lu goes easy on them, leaving our streamer with a complete corpse. It really doesn’t look good when it’s minced into pieces (smoking in desolation.jpg).]
[This move, it’s just asking for trouble. Even if they die, it’s like they actively sought death. Hopefully, they’ll be more careful in their next life.]
[The first time I’ve seen a player rushing to find Crazy Lu to die. Is Crazy Lu pretending to be a newbie player for this reason? This is truly a perversion upon perversion, a real pro.]
Unfortunately, these bullet comments were all related to the identity of the instance players, so they were directly blocked by the live stream room. The players in the instance couldn’t see them at all.
The yellow-haired player glanced at his own live stream room, his expression froze, and a hint of confusion arose in his mind.
Why was the online viewership of the live stream room growing rapidly, yet there were only sporadic bullet comments?
Were they discussing clues about the instance?
Just a moment ago, did they come into contact with any leads that they didn’t know?
Apart from Yang Muqing, who went by the alias ‘Xiao Xi’, it seemed there hadn’t been any other significant discoveries.
Could they have missed some crucial information?
The yellow-haired player’s uneasiness grew slightly. His intuition had always been accurate.
He halted his steps, grabbed the other players who were ready to follow, and whispered, “Check if the number of viewers in your live stream room has spiked, but the comment barrage is minimal.”
Other players stopped in surprise, looked at their own live stream rooms, and then froze.
“Mine is like that, too. There are many online viewers, but the barrage is scarce.”
“Same here.”
“Me too.”
Now, without the yellow-haired player needing to explain, the others realized that something was amiss.
Having numerous viewers but a sparse barrage only indicated one thing: the live stream viewers were discussing matters related to the instance, so their discussions were being blocked by the live stream room.
Due to this realization, whether it was the three people’s figures or Li Shuyang’s, they disappeared from view directly.
They no longer had a chance to catch up.
Then they saw barrages praising them for being clever and lucky.
There were even comments saying they looked like they could survive for only three days, implying that they wouldn’t die just yet.
The players, who had no idea how dangerous the situation had been just moments ago: “???”
After his husband’s ‘colleagues’ kindly sent Ruan Qing to the door, he politely invited them in for a glass of water.
The murderer and the neighbor quickly declined. The neighbor politely said, “No need, sister-in-law. We still have work to do. Some other day.”
Ruan Qing had also guessed that the two wouldn’t come in right now, and probably Yang Tianhao would return in a few minutes.
As the two approached him, Ruan Qing recognized who they were.
These two were obviously the murderer and the male neighbor who previously pretended to be ‘Yang Tianhao’.
So, Ruan Qing was just going through the motions, asking casually.
After hearing the two bid their farewells, Ruan Qing closed the door directly, taking the child into the house.
Ruan Qing first found water and fumbled to take the medicine prescribed by the doctor.
As time passed, the colors in Ruan Qing’s eyes became clearer and clearer.
There were even rough boundaries forming, no longer the blurry mass from before.
It’s estimated that before long, he would be able to see directly.
This relieved Ruan Qing.
It seemed the instance hadn’t completely sealed off his chances of clearing it. As long as he could see, everything would be manageable.
After taking the medicine, Ruan Qing had just sat down on the sofa when urgent footsteps sounded from outside the door.
Then came the sound of keys turning.
The person outside the door sounded extremely anxious.
Apparently, his ‘husband’ had returned.
The only question was which ‘husband’ it was.
The door was opened, and the person rushed towards Ruan Qing anxiously. The usually gentle voice carried a hint of urgency and worry. “Darling, are you okay?”
“Did you get hurt?”
“Where are you injured?”
From the way this person addressed him and the choice of words, it seemed to be the murderer.
The murderer, acting like he just discovered that Ruan Qing was unharmed, gently pulled him into an embrace, his tone carrying a trace of fear and self-blame. “I’m glad you’re okay. I wouldn’t know what to do if something happened to you.”
“I’m sorry I couldn’t come to your rescue right away. I’m useless as a husband.”
The murderer’s voice trembled slightly, evidently full of fear.
Ruan Qing’s enduring strength seemed to shatter in this moment. With red-rimmed eyes, he reached back and hugged him, appearing quite distressed and sorrowful. The fear deep inside him finally dissipated under the comforting words of his ‘husband’.
Ruan Qing put on a façade of strength and spoke, “It’s okay, my husband. I understand. I’m fine now.”
Upon hearing this, the murderer choked. He patted Ruan Qing’s shoulder and said, “It’s good that you’re fine. It’s good.”
“You have no idea how scared I was after receiving the news. I was afraid that something might happen to you when I wasn’t by your side,” the murderer’s voice carried fear.
“Afterwards, I’ll be at home with you, okay?”
Ruan Qinghong shook his head slightly. “You don’t need to force yourself like this. Besides, if you stop working, who will support me and Xiao Mu?”
The murderer really wanted to say that he had money that ordinary people wouldn’t be able to spend in several lifetimes, but ‘Yang Tianhao’ had severed ties with the Yang family. When he left, he didn’t take anything with him except for his wife.
Clearly, he didn’t have much money.
If he was to claim he had money, it might make his wife think he was still connected to the Yang family and didn’t want him.
The male neighbor who came in ended up knocking out Yang Muqing to prevent the child from exposing them, but he saw the murderer still holding onto his neighbor.
The male neighbor gave the murderer a cold glance, opened his mouth silently, exuding a sense of threat.
The murderer tugged at the corner of his mouth, coldly laughing without a sound. Eventually, he released Ruan Qing.
The male neighbor didn’t even spare him a glance, getting ready to enter the kitchen to cook. It was lunchtime now, and the neighbor must be hungry.
He was definitely going to cook better than that stupid jerk of a murderer.
However, as soon as the male neighbor turned around, it was as if he had seen something. He froze on the spot.
He turned his head slightly to look at the white wall in the living room.
On the once-empty white wall, there was now a photo hanging — a picture of a family of three.
August 26, 2023 by Wyrd
It’s evident that Ruan Qing was very angry. His eyes, which had returned to their normal state, turned slightly red again at the corners, and he even shook off the child’s hand.
Perhaps he had never seen Ruan Qing this angry before. The child stared at his hand being let go and hesitated for a moment. Then, his small face wrinkled, and tears began to well up in his eyes. With a slightly teary voice, he said, “I’m sorry, Daddy. Xiao Xi knows it’s wrong.”
After saying that, the child cautiously reached out and gently tugged on the hem of Ruan Qing’s clothes. “Daddy, please don’t be angry. Xiao Xi won’t do it again.”
Ruan Qing hesitated for a moment, perhaps because of the recent events that had made him appear somewhat fragile. He pursed his lips and eventually picked up the child, his tone devoid of any discernible emotion. “Let’s go home.”
“Sister-in-law, let me hold the child.” The murderer, fearing the child might expose him, tried to take the child from Ruan Qing’s hands.
However, Ruan Qing evaded and politely yet distantly responded, “I’ll hold him myself. Thank you all for today.”
Ruan Qing’s attitude at this moment was completely different from how he treated his husband. With his husband, he was affectionate and even a bit playful in his speech. However, towards others, he maintained a sense of distance, as if he hadn’t placed anyone other than Yang Tianhao in his heart. Others couldn’t seem to breach that emotional barrier he had.
The murderer and the male neighbor exchanged a puzzled glance at the cautious look on Ruan Qing’s face. This exchange only solidified their determination to eliminate each other. They needed to become the exclusive “husband” of their wife/neighbor.
The three adults and the child left like that. Teacher Xia watched them from a distance, expressionless. Only Yang Muqing, who was being held, turned to look at Teacher Xia, his eyes holding an inscrutable emotion.
Upon seeing that look, Teacher Xia’s lips curved slightly, and he raised an eyebrow.
The players by the window exchanged glances, unsure whether they should follow the three or find an excuse to continue investigating the peculiar role-playing game. Both sets of clues seemed important, and it was hard to determine which was more crucial.
The advanced male player looked at Li Shuyang in a daze, who appeared beside him at an unknown time.
Wasn’t this player alone last night? Why hadn’t he died yet?
Shouldn’t it be one person dying per day? Could this instance be more special?
Li Shuyang gazed at the backs of the three individuals with a dark and unclear expression. Just as he was about to lose sight of them, he quietly followed suit.
Other players exchanged glances and ultimately decided to follow as well.
They couldn’t let the Xishan Kindergarten slip away. They could investigate it later. But if they missed this family, they might be hard to find.
After all, with today’s events, this family definitely wouldn’t continue attending Xishan Kindergarten.
However, due to the strange skills exhibited by one of the men just now, the players were cautious not to alert him, and they kept their distance. Most of them were essentially following Li Shuyang.
As a result, the players grew more and more uneasy as they followed.
Li Shuyang didn’t seem like an ordinary newbie player, did he?
His tracking methods and vigilance didn’t give away the slightest hint to the three people being followed.
Even when the two men turned back suspiciously to look, he didn’t reveal himself at all.
If it were them, they would probably have been discovered by the two men a long time ago.
The livestream of various major players showed them recklessly trailing Li Shuyang, causing a sensation.
[Has our streamer gone crazy!!!? Actually daring to tail Crazy Lu, do they feel like they’ve lived too long!?]
[Probably in a hurry to reincarnate. Hope God Lu goes easy on them, leaving our streamer with a complete corpse. It really doesn’t look good when it’s minced into pieces (smoking in desolation.jpg).]
[This move, it’s just asking for trouble. Even if they die, it’s like they actively sought death. Hopefully, they’ll be more careful in their next life.]
[The first time I’ve seen a player rushing to find Crazy Lu to die. Is Crazy Lu pretending to be a newbie player for this reason? This is truly a perversion upon perversion, a real pro.]
Unfortunately, these bullet comments were all related to the identity of the instance players, so they were directly blocked by the live stream room. The players in the instance couldn’t see them at all.
The yellow-haired player glanced at his own live stream room, his expression froze, and a hint of confusion arose in his mind.
Why was the online viewership of the live stream room growing rapidly, yet there were only sporadic bullet comments?
Were they discussing clues about the instance?
Just a moment ago, did they come into contact with any leads that they didn’t know?
Apart from Yang Muqing, who went by the alias ‘Xiao Xi’, it seemed there hadn’t been any other significant discoveries.
Could they have missed some crucial information?
The yellow-haired player’s uneasiness grew slightly. His intuition had always been accurate.
He halted his steps, grabbed the other players who were ready to follow, and whispered, “Check if the number of viewers in your live stream room has spiked, but the comment barrage is minimal.”
Other players stopped in surprise, looked at their own live stream rooms, and then froze.
“Mine is like that, too. There are many online viewers, but the barrage is scarce.”
“Same here.”
“Me too.”
Now, without the yellow-haired player needing to explain, the others realized that something was amiss.
Having numerous viewers but a sparse barrage only indicated one thing: the live stream viewers were discussing matters related to the instance, so their discussions were being blocked by the live stream room.
Due to this realization, whether it was the three people’s figures or Li Shuyang’s, they disappeared from view directly.
They no longer had a chance to catch up.
Then they saw barrages praising them for being clever and lucky.
There were even comments saying they looked like they could survive for only three days, implying that they wouldn’t die just yet.
The players, who had no idea how dangerous the situation had been just moments ago: “???”
After his husband’s ‘colleagues’ kindly sent Ruan Qing to the door, he politely invited them in for a glass of water.
The murderer and the neighbor quickly declined. The neighbor politely said, “No need, sister-in-law. We still have work to do. Some other day.”
Ruan Qing had also guessed that the two wouldn’t come in right now, and probably Yang Tianhao would return in a few minutes.
As the two approached him, Ruan Qing recognized who they were.
These two were obviously the murderer and the male neighbor who previously pretended to be ‘Yang Tianhao’.
So, Ruan Qing was just going through the motions, asking casually.
After hearing the two bid their farewells, Ruan Qing closed the door directly, taking the child into the house.
Ruan Qing first found water and fumbled to take the medicine prescribed by the doctor.
As time passed, the colors in Ruan Qing’s eyes became clearer and clearer.
There were even rough boundaries forming, no longer the blurry mass from before.
It’s estimated that before long, he would be able to see directly.
This relieved Ruan Qing.
It seemed the instance hadn’t completely sealed off his chances of clearing it. As long as he could see, everything would be manageable.
After taking the medicine, Ruan Qing had just sat down on the sofa when urgent footsteps sounded from outside the door.
Then came the sound of keys turning.
The person outside the door sounded extremely anxious.
Apparently, his ‘husband’ had returned.
The only question was which ‘husband’ it was.
The door was opened, and the person rushed towards Ruan Qing anxiously. The usually gentle voice carried a hint of urgency and worry. “Darling, are you okay?”
“Did you get hurt?”
“Where are you injured?”
From the way this person addressed him and the choice of words, it seemed to be the murderer.
The murderer, acting like he just discovered that Ruan Qing was unharmed, gently pulled him into an embrace, his tone carrying a trace of fear and self-blame. “I’m glad you’re okay. I wouldn’t know what to do if something happened to you.”
“I’m sorry I couldn’t come to your rescue right away. I’m useless as a husband.”
The murderer’s voice trembled slightly, evidently full of fear.
Ruan Qing’s enduring strength seemed to shatter in this moment. With red-rimmed eyes, he reached back and hugged him, appearing quite distressed and sorrowful. The fear deep inside him finally dissipated under the comforting words of his ‘husband’.
Ruan Qing put on a façade of strength and spoke, “It’s okay, my husband. I understand. I’m fine now.”
Upon hearing this, the murderer choked. He patted Ruan Qing’s shoulder and said, “It’s good that you’re fine. It’s good.”
“You have no idea how scared I was after receiving the news. I was afraid that something might happen to you when I wasn’t by your side,” the murderer’s voice carried fear.
“Afterwards, I’ll be at home with you, okay?”
Ruan Qinghong shook his head slightly. “You don’t need to force yourself like this. Besides, if you stop working, who will support me and Xiao Mu?”
The murderer really wanted to say that he had money that ordinary people wouldn’t be able to spend in several lifetimes, but ‘Yang Tianhao’ had severed ties with the Yang family. When he left, he didn’t take anything with him except for his wife.
Clearly, he didn’t have much money.
If he was to claim he had money, it might make his wife think he was still connected to the Yang family and didn’t want him.
The male neighbor who came in ended up knocking out Yang Muqing to prevent the child from exposing them, but he saw the murderer still holding onto his neighbor.
The male neighbor gave the murderer a cold glance, opened his mouth silently, exuding a sense of threat.
The murderer tugged at the corner of his mouth, coldly laughing without a sound. Eventually, he released Ruan Qing.
The male neighbor didn’t even spare him a glance, getting ready to enter the kitchen to cook. It was lunchtime now, and the neighbor must be hungry.
He was definitely going to cook better than that stupid jerk of a murderer.
However, as soon as the male neighbor turned around, it was as if he had seen something. He froze on the spot.
He turned his head slightly to look at the white wall in the living room.
On the once-empty white wall, there was now a photo hanging — a picture of a family of three.
