Infinite: Dawn Game

Chapter 864 I misjudged

Lost in thought, He Lingling's hand momentarily lost its grip—An Jie suddenly opened her eyes, gasped, and grabbed her wrist.

The force was so great that He Lingling was instantly brought back to her senses.

He Lingling froze.

She quickly said, "I'm sorry, Sister An."

A few seconds later, Anjie slowly released her grip, managing a weary smile.

"...No need to apologize, it just hurt a little from the sudden exertion."

Anjie sighed as she spoke, leaning against the door and looking at He Lingling's pale face, she teased:

"It's just a superficial injury, it'll be fine after a night's rest. Why do you look like you're in more pain than I am?"

Upon hearing this, He Lingling gave An Jie a deep look, then bent down to treat An Jie's waist wound before slowly withdrawing her hand. She stood up, her voice regaining its usual calmness, but still carrying a hint of barely perceptible fatigue:

"Sister An, I'm a little scared."

Anjie was taken aback.

He Lingling bent down and took An Jie's hand. "Come on, let me help you to bed."

Anjie was unsure what to say, but she endured the pain and used the strength to get up, letting He Lingling help her walk forward step by step.

The room fell silent once again.

Anjie knew that He Lingling was probably frightened by her injury.

Thinking of this, Anjie felt inexplicably guilty. As if to explain the reason for her injury, she quickly told He Lingling what happened after she went out that night in the short time it took to walk to the bed.

For example, when she went to the main room, she saw Liu Zhong's "resurrected" head trying to bite people, as well as those disgusting purplish-red liquids, etc... After she was attacked, there was a strange long-haired female monster in the cave that shielded her from a knife and seemed to be able to communicate, and the "they" that it mentioned who seemed to have taken its face and hit it with sticks and belts...

He Lingling helped An Jie sit down on the edge of the bed, her movements gentle, but An Jie could feel the coldness of her fingertips.

Anjie pretended not to notice He Lingling's actions and continued to talk about her experiences in the cave.

He Lingling listened quietly as An Jie described the attacker lurking in the darkness, and the long-haired female monster who seemed to be hiding clues despite her deranged state...

These fragments of information spread throughout the dimly lit room, and in He Lingling's view, these plots were all tinged with blood and unknown dangers.

Only after Anjie finished speaking did He Lingling speak in a low voice, her voice slightly strained:

"What do you mean they... took its face? And with sticks and belts..."

As she spoke, her gaze involuntarily swept across the tightly closed wooden door.

It was very quiet outside the cave.

The kind of quiet where there is absolutely no sound.

"..."

Anjie leaned wearily against the headboard, the wound on her waist throbbing with each breath.

“It looked terrified, especially its face…” Ange’s expression turned somewhat awkward. “I feel like I might have misunderstood…”

He Lingling was taken aback: "Did you misunderstand?"

"Um……"

Ange recalled for a moment and repeated what the long-haired female ghost had said.

He Lingling: "..."

He Lingling clenched her hands and frowned, saying, "Wait, why does this sound like that? It's like that monster blaming its own face?"

Anjie was shocked and didn't quite understand:

"Blame its own face? Do you mean that? To me, it sounds like it hates those who abused it?"

He Lingling: "..."

He Lingling shook her head with some difficulty: "Although I don't know why you think that way, Sister An... but in my opinion, you seem to be... mistaken."