It's not too much to say that a beauty is a little bit stronger

Xiao Huai didn't hesitate and rushed to the stairs to the second floor. Every time he stepped on the step, there was a creaking sound.

The stairs were dark and narrow, and in the darkness were countless pairs of invisible eyes, staring at him intently.

Just as he stepped onto the last step, he suddenly heard hurried footsteps behind him, accompanied by a shrill roar.

A headless monster pounced towards him, holding a long sword in its hand.

Xiao Huai quickly dodged sideways and avoided the sword.

He didn't look back. He knew that now was not the time to fight. Once he was entangled by a monster, there would be endless monsters coming towards him.

Monsters rushed out one after another, screams exploded in the ears, accompanied by a fishy wind.

Along the way, he avoided several monsters that tried to attack him from the side, his body moving quickly through the narrow corridors, his heartbeat getting faster and faster.

These monsters have been resurrected at least five times now. If you really encounter them, your limbs may be ripped off directly.

Ordinary humans simply cannot engage in a protracted war with them.

Every second is a race against death.

Finally, he saw the master bedroom door in the northwest corner. The heavy wooden door was firmly locked with a huge iron lock. It was rusty and looked extremely heavy.

The black diamond had already pierced out and smashed the iron lock.

Xiao Huai rushed into the room, and just as he was about to close the door, a monster's hand suddenly penetrated the crack of the door and grabbed his ankle tightly.

The sharp claws pierced his skin, and severe pain spread instantly, forcing Xiao Huai to stop moving for a moment.

The pain in his ankle and the monster's strength made him fall forward involuntarily. He lost his balance and his foot twisted on the ground. He felt a tearing pain in his ankle.

Xiao Huai didn't have time to pay attention to his sprained ankle. Countless black diamonds turned into a hard protective shield covering the door panel.

He gritted his teeth, endured the pain, and kicked the monster with his other foot, breaking free from its restraints.

The monster's hand was cut off by the black diamond and fell to the ground.

The intense pain caused Xiao Huai's body to lean forward and he almost fell to the ground.

At the same time, a large number of monsters rushed to the door and kept hitting the door panel, making one dull bang after another.

If the current black diamond was not three times stronger, it might not have lasted long.

The force of the impact caused the door panel to vibrate slightly.

He leaned against the door, breathing heavily, his forehead covered with cold sweat.

Xiao Huai's heart was beating violently, and he was temporarily out of danger.

He looked down at his ankle, the pain making him frown slightly.

Outside the door, the monster's roaring and scratching sounds continued to be heard, as if it wanted to tear the door apart.

He didn't have time to care about the pain of his sprained ankle, so he endured it and looked around.

There are so many murals on the walls, each with a different color and style.

Some of the paintings depict countless ugly monsters and demons, while others look like heaven.

Each one is painted with superb skills.

A system notification sound came to my ears.

【Welcome to the hidden studio, do you want to accept the hidden mission——】

[Hidden Task: Pick out a painting you think is most valuable]

Xiao Huai lowered his eyes and accepted the task. His gaze finally stopped on the most inconspicuous painting in the corner.

This painting looks extremely simple and childish, as if it was drawn by a child.

The painting only has a few simple strokes, outlining the image of a family of three: a tall father, a gentle mother, and a child with a bright smile.

They hold hands, with a simple house and a round sun behind them.

The painting skills are immature, the lines are rough, and not even many details can be seen, but it is precisely because of this simplicity that it brings a sense of depression to people.

The simple home, the innocent smile, every element seems extremely ironic at this moment.

Xiao Huai came to the painting. He had sketched a similar portrait not long ago, and his fingertips were about to touch the painting.

The sounds of the monsters colliding around them gradually became smaller.

"Why did you choose this painting?" The family of three in the portrait disappeared and turned into a mirror.

There was no Xiao Huai in the mirror, only the little boy with a blurred face.

Xiao Huai said calmly: "Because this is the only painting you drew."

The boy chuckled. "All the paintings here are drawn by me."

But then, what Xiao Huai said made the boy stunned for a moment, and the blurriness on his face began to dissipate.

"But there is only this one, and it was drawn before you died."

Xiao Huai's voice was a little low, that was because he was too tired. Enduring pain for a long time would make people feel weak.

He wasn't guessing blindly.

But it is well-founded.

First, if Zhao Li and Zhang Jucheng have no blood relationship, why does Zhang Jucheng's appearance as an adult look somewhat similar to Zhao Li's?

In fact, it is very simple. The way Zhang Jucheng looked when he grew up was not his real appearance.

To be more precise, it was the fantasy he had in his mind about himself when he grew up.

Second, the Zhang Jucheng Xiao Huai saw in his dream was a child, and he was still a child in his dream.

Is there a possibility that Zhang Jucheng never grew up, but died forever in a certain year?

The last point is that the game has been emphasizing one thing over and over again - Zhang Jucheng is a weirdo, a monster, cruel and ruthless, and he may even kill his mother.

But why would such a person paint a picture of a family of three?

This is a contradictory paradox, one of the few loopholes, and a breakthrough to the truth of the game.

Isn't it because of the desire to have a happy family that you draw this?

He did not forget that there was a doll in the room with the words "Happy Family" engraved on it.

Xiao Huai's fingertips touched the mirror, and seemed to fall on the corner of the boy's eyes.

"It must be very hard."

The small lamp given by Nangong An appeared in Xiao Huai's hand, and the orange light fell on the boy's face like warm sunshine.

His words penetrated deep into his soul and became the final blow that touched the boy's psychological defense line.

Suddenly, a strong wind blew into the room, and all the paintings were damaged by the wind.

The blurriness on the boy's face completely disappeared.

That was Zhang Jucheng's appearance when he was young, and that was also the year he died.

Love is like the wind, warm when it is gentle, but suffocating when it is strong.

The world around me changes again.

Xiao Huai saw a beautiful woman wearing a sun hat basking in the sun next to the red brick house.

Her belly was already noticeable.

The woman was pregnant and was looking at the newly built red brick house with a bright smile.

At this moment, a man walked towards her and hugged the woman from behind.

"My dear Xie He, how is your new house?"

Xie He held the man's arm, the smile on the corner of his mouth almost unable to be hidden, "Well... not bad."

Her voice was soft and sweet, and it was obvious that she was overjoyed. "When the baby is born, I can teach him to draw."

The man murmured, "Okay." He lowered his head and gently touched Xie He's cheek with the tip of his nose. His movements were intimate and natural.

The scene suddenly changed, and the sky, which was sunny just now, was instantly covered by dark clouds.

Heavy rain poured down from the sky, and the raindrops hit the roofs and courtyards of the red brick houses violently, bringing a cold and depressing atmosphere.

Xie He pushed open the door of the red brick house, and the rain kept sliding down her hair and clothes.

Her steps staggered, her face was pale, and her eyes were filled with unconcealable shock and pain.

The scene before her seemed to tear her entire world apart.

She saw the man she loved deeply, the man who once embraced her gently in the sunshine, now being intimate with another woman in their future cottage.

The two figures were so dazzling that they ruthlessly tore her heart apart.

Xie He was trembling all over, his fingers gripping the door frame tightly, his knuckles turning white from excessive force.

Her heart completely collapsed at this moment.

But when she was eight months pregnant, her entire world was cruelly and ruthlessly destroyed.

She raised her head, and the rain mixed with tears slid down her cheeks, and her eyes gradually became cold and desperate.