A clean, cute girl washing her hair in a basin of bloodstained water — this was not a scene
"So even though Wu Jinpeng has been protecting Wu Sheng all along, the boy has still witnessed far too many terrible things. The oppression that life brings them goes far beyond what Wu Jinpeng made it sound like."
The girl on the ground was slowly recovering. Chen Ge knew killing her would be difficult, so he took her needle and thread, then shut the door behind him and propped something against it from the outside.
He had no idea whether it would help, but he would try his best.
Stepping out of the first building, Chen Ge no longer dared to underestimate Wu Sheng's world behind the door.
This child had endured more than Jiang Ming. His world was larger, more complex.
Chen Ge felt that every building on this street harbored some secret. The moment he stepped inside, he would stumble into someone's hidden truth, and then they would chase him down to sew his mouth shut.
He didn't want to go in, but if he didn't, how was he supposed to find Wu Sheng?
"I'll play it safe. Once
Clutching the Skull Crusher, Chen Ge ducked straight into an intersection. That way, even if something went wrong, he could flee.
It was a solid plan, but before long, something unexpected happened.
A woman wearing a red hair clip appeared at the other end of the street.
She wandered aimlessly along the road, occasionally slipping into one of the buildings, as if she were searching for something.
Before the woman even got close, Chen Ge received a warning from Xu Yin — this woman was dangerous.
She wasn't a Red-clothed ghost, yet she could still make Xu Yin feel threatened. Chen Ge grew cautious too. He sprinted down the street in the opposite direction, but the woman seemed to have locked onto him. After a short while, she appeared again.
This happened several times over until Chen Ge had nowhere left to run and had no choice but to duck into one of the houses lining the street.
He crept up to the second floor and crouched by the window, peering down. For the first time, he observed the woman from up close.
A vivid red hair clip. Long black hair. And beneath it — a face with no features.
The woman lingered on the street for a while, then left. It seemed she couldn't harm anyone hiding inside their "home."
Chen Ge's attention was still fixed on the faceless woman when the noise in his ears suddenly surged. It was hard to describe the sound — it was like a man and a woman locked in a heated kiss.
Footsteps echoed from the room next door. By the time Chen Ge wanted to leave, it was already too late.
The door was thrown open, and a monster with two heads appeared in the doorway.
He was dressed in a sharp suit, impeccably formal — the very picture of a successful man. Below the neck, everything was completely normal. But on his shoulders grew a man's head and a woman's head, nestled so close together they seemed unwilling to ever be apart.
Chen Ge glanced into the room and spotted an enlarged wedding photograph on the bedside table.
The man in the photo was identical to the man's head on the monster's shoulder. But the woman's head in the photograph was not the same as the woman's head on the monster's shoulder.
"An affair?"