Chapter 11 Sweet Home 9

Su Qingyu wanted to go back to her room, but her father lowered his head and shouted at her: "You unfilial daughter, find my wine quickly! I want wine... kakaka... Give me my wine!"

[2. Dad has paid a lot for this family, don't reject Dad, Dad is under a lot of pressure. If you refuse, you can find your mother to act like a baby. ]

Su Qingyu knew that she could not refuse her father's request.

But alcohol would increase her father's pollution.

Su Qingyu wanted to act coquettishly with her mother, but her mother was cleaning the kitchen. The dishes were smashed on the floor, and her mother stepped on the broken glass with her bare feet. Blood was flowing, but she didn't seem to feel the pain.

"Mom—"

Su Qingyu called her mother, but her mother ignored her.

She couldn't act coquettishly.

The wine bottle was hidden under the sofa.

Su Qingyu didn't want to stay in this messy living room for a moment longer.

So, she pretended to search around, found the bottle with only one-third of the wine left from under the sofa, and handed it to her father.

Father raised his head and gulped it down.

Su Qingyu threw down the sentence "I'm going back to my room", and got into the room without looking back, locking the bedroom door behind her.

The sound of the bottle shattering came from behind her.

Dad laughed sharply for a while and then cursed angrily.

"You damn unfilial daughter!"

"Every day…kakaka…I work hard to make money outside! It's all for you! You don't even want to see me!"

In the room, Shuangxi's dark eyes fell on Su Qingyu, and she reminded them: "Master, you are slightly polluted."

As a monster, Shuangxi can sense pollution.

Not good!

Su Qingyu sat on the edge of the bed, her delicate brows furrowed.

She thought she must have been polluted after entering her parents' gray bedroom.

Windows is the most dangerous place.

At night, Grandma didn't come knocking on the door like last night, but the bedroom door kept making "bang bang—" sounds and something strange tried to unlock the door from outside.

The black cat would crawl out from under the bed in the early morning, licking her face and palms as it did last night.

Because of the slight pollution, Su Qingyu had nightmares all night.

There was a roar in her ears, which became more serious as the night deepened.

At first, Su Qingyu dreamed that she was always being followed, and in the dark alley, there was the "click" of a camera from time to time.

When going to the toilet at school, a dark camera would stick out from under the cubicle.

Someone is peeping in the dark.

"So cute, would you like to be my model? I will take perfect art photos of you!"

"You are not suitable for wearing pants, the skirt that day was very beautiful."

"Your profile while sleeping is so charming."

"Don't be shy in front of my camera."

"Why did you run away? Disobedient children will be punished!"

"I hope you can be my model and sleep beautifully forever…"

Words of various sizes from newspapers were pasted into notes and stuffed into the desk.

Creepy words, sticky snake-like eyes.

Affected by the nightmare, Su Qingyu struggled to open her eyes to rid herself of the fear brought on by the nightmare.

But she was like she had sleep paralysis. She knew she couldn't indulge in nightmares, but she couldn't open her eyes.

Nightmares messed with her mind.

Cameras were everywhere, like evil spirits that could not be shaken off, sticking out from all angles.

She ran and ran, like a fish out of water, unable to breathe.

The dark alley seemed to have no end.

"Meow～"

With the meow of a cat, those cameras instantly dispersed, restoring Su Qingyu to peace.

Sleepiness struck.

She dreamed that she was back in high school, wearing a blue and white school uniform, and was pulled to the back garden of the school to confess by a boy with a crew cut and a ruffian look.

The boy's studies were a mess, and he was a well-known poor student in the school, but she knew that the boy had a pair of hands that could draw well, and his figure playing basketball in the sun was also very handsome.

Under his rebellious appearance lies a delicate and gentle heart.

The letter the boy wrote, the doll the boy gave, every word of encouragement from the boy…

In the morning, it was Shuangxi who woke up Su Qingyu.

Opening her eyes, it was still the familiar blue room.

Depressing, no windows.

Su Qingyu only felt her temples throbbing. She slept all night, but her head felt heavy.

This strange talk deliberately made her not have enough to eat and sleep well.

Knocking on the door on the first night.

The nightmare on the second night.

It wants her to make mistakes.

Su Qingyu rubbed the dark circles under her eyes, she needed to leave this copy as soon as possible.

Otherwise, even if she didn't die because of violating the rules, she would collapse from lack of sleep.

"Master, the pollution on your body is gone."

"Gone?" Su Qingyu looked down at her hands and let out a long sigh of relief.

Every cloud has a silver lining. If it weren't for yesterday's slight pollution, Su Qingyu wouldn't have had those two dreams.

[S rank: Uncover the full truth of the copy. ]

The content of the dream is the key clue to the S-level clearance.

Combining the dreams and the clues found, it can be inferred that the daughter went to Morningstar High School and fell in love with Xiao Hei. The two agreed to study hard and become better selves.

However, it seems that the daughter was entangled by a pervert, who often took pictures secretly and stuffed harassing notes into her daughter's desk.

The walls of the room began to yellow, and the bottom of the door was mottled and old.

I haven't cleared the level yet, how could the pollution disappear?

Pollution is like a chronic disease, devouring people's sanity and alienating people's bodies.

Opening the bedroom door, the door lock was so loose that it came off a bit.

The walls of the living room were aging even more severely, and the peeling wall skin was like rotten skin.

Dad is gone.

The sofa was empty.

The kitchen was in a mess, and Mom was hunched over, picking up the filth from the trash can and throwing it on the ground.

"I heard that black cat meowing again last night! Damn it! The cat messed up my trash can! It messed up my kitchen!"

"Why can't anyone understand my hard work!"

"It's so annoying! I'm the only one supporting this family!"

Although my mother was irritable, what she said was all human words.

"Good morning, Mom."

Seeing Su Qingyu come out, Mom stopped rummaging through the trash.

She turned to Su Qingyu and forced a smile.

"My dear daughter, you're up, let me make you breakfast."

Su Qingyu asked: "Mom, what are you looking for in the trash can?"

"Of course, I'm looking for that damn cat!

The cat wants to steal my baby!

I will never let it succeed!"

Mom stood up, wrinkled her nose, and looked down, seeing the white apron dirty.

She realized it later: "Oh! Why are my clothes so dirty?

Baby, breakfast is in the kitchen, I'll take a shower first."

"Okay, Mom." Su Qingyu tiptoed into the kitchen, avoiding stepping on the filth.

The healthy food is hidden in the deepest part of the refrigerator, and the meat outside emits a fishy smell.

After finishing the food, there was a "bang" on the balcony.

Grandma's wheelchair was broken, and she was paralyzed on the ground like a tumor, unable to move.

Reinforcing steel bars from the wheelchair pierced her body.

Grandma wailed in pain.

Even though her eyeballs had already fallen on the ground, Su Qingyu could still feel that Grandma was asking her for help.