Infinite: Dawn Game

Chapter 251 I Don't Like Being Touched

"Be careful on the ground."

Lu Chusheng's voice came from the side, and Yu Shijiu subconsciously moved to the side a little.

"Why don't you turn on the light?"

Yu Shijiu stood by the door, wrinkling her nose, feeling somewhat irritated as she looked at the pitch-black room in front of her.

It must be because of the Dawn game that the room in front of me was like a black hole with its interior barely visible. No light could get in at all, and any light that got close to the door frame was completely absorbed by the unseen darkness.

"I turned on the light."

Lu Chusheng's tone betrayed his helplessness, "But when I came in alone, the room lights were working."

He pressed the switch several times by the door, and it clicked several times, but the chandelier inside didn't make a sound at all. He could only rely on his memory to tell Yu Shijiu to watch her step.

"..."

Yu Shijiu pursed his lips and rummaged in his pocket several times before belatedly realizing that he had forgotten to bring his flashlight into the dungeon—because he used the flashlight in town to get up in the middle of the night to save on electricity bills.

Yu Shijiu: "..."

That's bad, maybe we should just go in.

“…cough,” Lu Chusheng, who was standing next to her, suppressed a laugh and grabbed Yu Shijiu’s arm, gently pulling her back.

"Use mine." Lu Chusheng quickly shoved the already burning flashlight in his hand into Yu Shijiu's hand.

Yu Shijiu was startled by the temperature of the flashlight as soon as he touched it. He keenly realized that Lu Chusheng seemed to have been deliberately teasing him.

"You deliberately?"

Yu Shijiu angrily poked Lu Chusheng's hand with the flashlight, clearly displeased.

Is it fun to watch me make a fool of myself?

"No."

Lu Chusheng was startled for a second, his usually cold and handsome face filled with surprise:

Why would you think that of me?

Yu Shijiu: "Then why didn't you say so earlier?"

"I forgot."

Lu Chusheng lowered his head very seriously and said earnestly, "I forgot for a moment, I'm not lying to you."

Yu Shijiu looked at Lu Chusheng from beginning to end with a disbelieving gaze.

"Really?"

Lu Chusheng: "..."

He subconsciously straightened up, and a hint of unease flickered across his usually indifferent and expressionless face.

"……real."

Lu Chusheng wasn't lying; he genuinely forgot for a moment.

Seeing that Lu Chusheng seemed to be faking it, Yu Shijiu also believed it.

"That's good."

After speaking, Yu Shijiu turned on the flashlight, lowered his head, and walked into the room.

Having lingered at the door for quite some time, Yu Shijiu felt that the stench of blood in the surroundings had dissipated considerably, and it was no longer as stimulating as it had been at the beginning.

The flashlight Lu Chusheng gave him was a high-powered model, but when it shone into the room, it could only faintly illuminate a small area in front of him. Beyond that, there was only a hazy, indistinct darkness.

When you step on the ground, the soles of your feet feel sticky.

Yu Shijiu looked at the sticky bloodstains on the ground, pursed her lips slightly, and took a step back to the side.

Lu Chusheng, who had followed behind, grabbed his arm and pulled Yu Shijiu to narrowly avoid crashing into the corner of the cabinet next to them.

"Be careful."

Lu Chusheng's voice was hidden in the darkness, and Yu Shijiu could only sense the warmth of his body from the hand that landed on her arm.

"There's something here, don't bump into it."

"……Um."

Yu Shijiu awkwardly pulled away from the other person's hand, her tone somewhat strange:

"I don't really like being touched."

Lu Chusheng behind him: "..."

He paused for a moment, then said, "I'm sorry."

Despite this, Lu Chusheng did not loosen his grip on Yu Shijiu's arm.

Yu Shijiu: "...???"

Isn't this person lacking in boundaries?

Despite her thoughts, Yu Shijiu wasn't actually particularly bothered by Lu Chusheng holding her hand... Well, although it sounds a bit strange, Yu Shijiu genuinely didn't care.

Perhaps it's because the other party is Lu Chusheng?

A strange, chilling memory seemed to be gradually awakened deep within her mind, but Yu Shijiu could only pat her head hard to suppress the pain caused by the awakening memory.

It's so strange... It seems that every time I encounter Lu Chusheng, I get this inexplicable tactile sensation. Not only is it strange, but I also get goosebumps.

Just then, Yu Shijiu, carefully stepping on the clean floor, had already reached the depths of the room.

Under the flashlight's beam, the shape of the bed in the distance was faintly visible in the darkness. Accompanied by the pungent smell of blood, the lower half of the young stepmother's body hung limply between the bed and the floor, her twisted, blood-stained legs lying helplessly apart on either side...

Yu Shijiu's heart skipped a beat. He looked at his young stepmother's blood-stained legs from a distance, then suddenly stopped in his tracks as if he had just remembered something.

“She,” Yu Shijiu hesitated for a moment, then simply raised the hand holding the flashlight forward slightly, her voice very low in the darkness:

Where is her dress?

Lu Chusheng, who had been silent all along, was speechless.

He lowered his head slightly, and his hushed voice echoed softly in Yu Shijiu's ears.

"It was too late when I arrived. I didn't see anything, except my stepmother being thrown on the floor, completely naked..."

—Let's go back to when Lu Chusheng left Yu Shijiu's room.

Lu Chusheng followed the direction with the strongest smell of blood and walked forward until he finally arrived at a half-open room.

The room was pitch black, with only endless darkness and the nauseatingly sweet smell of blood seeping into the nostrils.

Lu Chusheng did not hesitate. He stood at the door, reached out and touched the power switch on the wall, and pressed it.

Click——

The huge chandelier on the ceiling flickered, instantly dispelling all the darkness in the room.

Lu Chusheng narrowed his eyes slightly as he stood by the door and looked into the room.

This room is very large, unlike the rooms where all the players live. The murals hanging around it are obviously very valuable, and even a simple coat hanging at the door costs around ten thousand.

Lu Chusheng almost immediately knew who was staying in the room.

It was the bedroom of the young stepmother who appeared once at dinner.

It is also Mr. Xiao's bedroom.

But at this moment, in this luxuriously decorated room, the blood flowing from the direction of the bed continued to spread, soaking the expensive wool carpet, flowing over the carefully polished floor, little by little, inch by inch, until it reached Lu Chusheng's feet.

Lu Chusheng instinctively avoided the blood, watching it flow past the door frame and soak into the carpet in the corridor.

My stepmother had an accident.

As this thought crossed Lu Chusheng's mind, he entered the room, walked around the corner by the door under the light, and headed towards the bed not far away.

After walking only about five or six steps, Lu Chusheng stopped.

He frowned as he stared at his naked stepmother on the carpet not far away, his hand hanging at his side trembling silently for a moment.