Chapter 75 Part 1

  "How could it be..."

  Good heavens, how did this happen! Ah... I remember now. After Xiaoxiu helped me up today... I suddenly felt a pang in my heart for no reason... Clearly, there was nothing to be sad about. This heartache... could it also have something to do with Xiaoxiu?

  "And then she, why did she just come in?"

  In the darkness, I gaze doubtfully at the cold and dark night.

  "I don't know, actually I also don't know why I want to hide..."

  "Ah..."

  My scream was brutally suppressed by the cold darkness of the night. All I saw was the bed in the cold darkness, blood... everywhere was blood... What on earth is going on? It's rare for Cold Darkness to have a birthday, why would something like this happen...

  Suddenly threw off the quilt in the cold and dark night...

  Nothing.

  Where did all this blood come from...

  "Don't worry, it's not blood, it's paint..."

  After hearing the words of Leng An Ye, I finally put my mind at ease. Ah, yes, if it was blood, I would have definitely smelled it out, there have been too many things happening recently. But why did Xiao Xiu want to sprinkle pigment on our bed... was she warning us about something? The current Xiao Xiu... is she still or not still Xiao Xiu...

  "Where did you go at night?"

  While I was in a daze, the cold and dark night had already taken my hand and walked out the door.

  "I think Ling must know what's going on!"

  Hateful separator line

  Outside Ling's house door, the cold and dark night knocked softly on the door. However, there was no sound from inside the room for a long time. Strange... hadn't Ling He Su come back yet?

  Just as we thought the house was empty and were about to give up and leave, the door suddenly opened, and Ling stood in the doorway with a haggard face, her eyes dull and lifeless, making one's heart ache.

  "Ling, I have some things I want to ask you."

  Leng An Ye dragged me into Ling's room, but what I saw made both Leng An Ye and I speechless.

  Xiaoxiu was tied to the bed by Ling and Tai, with red paint still on her white clothes. The person on the bed struggled hard, but it was no use, as they were tied too tightly.

  "What's going on...?"

  I stared blankly at Xiaoxiu, then looked at Ling's face full of worry... why... it seemed that in an instant, everything had changed...