Quick Transmigration Female Supporting Character: Male God, Please Lie Down

"It should be fine, but when I go out and see the sun, I feel a little dizzy."

"I'm really scared of you, I'll take you home!"

Bai Xue checked the time and realized there was still time, so she immediately pulled Lin Anran along and left.

She suddenly walked away, and Lin Anran stumbled, almost falling to the ground.

In this storyline, I'm completely confused and don't understand anything, and I don't dare to say anything.

She suddenly felt a chill run down her spine.

She felt that what happened last night was not the first time.

Because my mother looked very calm, even when she came to the hospital, she wasn't afraid.

It seemed as if he had anticipated that she wouldn't say anything.

The more this happened, the stranger it seemed to her, and the more she felt it was best not to say anything at all.

They were taken directly outside and thrown into a taxi. Bai Xue gave the driver an address and got in the car.

Neither the mother nor the daughter spoke; the atmosphere between them was so gloomy it was almost frightening.

After returning home together, Lin Anran went inside, and Bai Xue talked about buying groceries and making soup before leaving in a hurry.

Lin Anran returned to the room from yesterday. There was still a pool of blood on the floor, its color now dark and dried.

It looks a bit disgusting.

Inside the house, I found a mop and cleaned up the bloodstains in the room.

Open the window to let in some fresh air.

Then they started searching the room again, looking to see if the original owner had a habit of writing a diary or something similar.

It was quite a coincidence; I found a locked diary and a photo album in a drawer.

She first opened the photo album, which contained Lin Anran's records from childhood to adulthood.

From when she was a child, until she was about eleven or twelve years old...

Looking at the photo album, there was the mother from earlier, and also another unfamiliar man.

They look very close; could it be his father?

Although the light was dim yesterday, Qiao Anran knew very clearly that this man was definitely not the beast from yesterday.

Looking at the photos, all frozen in that moment, she had just glanced at herself in the bathroom mirror when she was looking for the mop.

He looks no more than fifteen years old now.

Although she had already guessed some of the images in her mind, at this moment, she was even more eager to see what was written in the diary with the combination lock.

But this diary was too advanced; she found that pressing the buttons randomly wouldn't open it.

Suddenly, a thought struck her, and she opened the album again. Inside was a photo of the whole family celebrating.

On the huge table was a large cake.

She opened the photo album again, found the date, and then entered the password in the diary.

It actually opened; clearly, this was a very important day for her.

It's a thick diary, almost completely filled with entries.

She started by flipping through the first page.

In short, people write in their diaries about things that are either happy or unhappy.

However, as soon as she flipped through the diary, she sensed her deep unhappiness. When someone is unhappy, you can tell from between the lines of their writing.