I transmigrated into the villain's white moonlight, but the protagonist is my brother.

Evening, Jianghai City.

As the sun sets, the sky turns a hazy yellow.

The gray tenement building is no longer recognizable as its original color, with only mottled paint remaining on the walls.

The old house has thin walls and poor sound insulation.

People returning home from get off work have barely reached the bottom of the stairs when they hear a woman's sharp curses and screams, accompanied by the sounds of things being smashed and bowls being broken.

"Sigh, that crazy woman from that family is at it again."

"I can't stand it anymore. He breaks dishes and smashes things every few days. If he's mentally unstable, he should be locked up in a hospital!"

"It's just so pitiful for the child. I passed by her house last time and saw her child lying motionless on the ground after being beaten. I don't know if the child will survive..."

"What a sin!"

Several neighbors went into the building, talking amongst themselves. Although they were extremely dissatisfied with the noise the crazy woman was making, no one dared to knock on the door to remind or inquire.

Because that woman seems to really have mental problems. A while ago, someone saw her self-harming in the street. Nobody dares to mess with someone like that.

Everyone was afraid that she would go crazy and kill herself.

The neighbors might grumble a bit about the noise, but that's usually enough; it's safer to stay away from crazy people.

At this moment, the woman's home was in complete disarray.

Leftovers from dishes were scattered all over the floor, and rotten, discolored food lay on the dirty ground, with mold still faintly visible on the food.

With nothing left to smash in the house, the woman simply grabbed a chair and started swinging it on the ground, her emotions running wild.

"Get out here right now!!!"

"I told you to come out!! Are you coming out or not!? Are you coming out or not?! ...

"Do you believe I'll kill you?!"

In the dimly lit and dilapidated room, all one could see was a hysterical woman destroying everything in sight.

Her crazed state made her no longer human; she resembled a demon who had crawled out of hell to devour human flesh.

Beneath the heavy, large solid wood dining table, a thin boy hugged his knees, quietly watching the woman go mad.

The boy was so thin that he looked like he could be carried away by a stray dog, yet an unusual dog leash was tied to his slender ankles.

The chain hadn't been removed for who knows how long, and the boy's ankle was worn raw, but there wasn't a trace of pain or fear on his face.

His blank gaze remained fixed on the floor, on that patch of moldy leftover food.

He was really hungry.

So the boy slowly reached out his hand towards the leftovers.

Before he could even reach the leftovers, the woman grabbed the boy by the hair and slammed his head against the table leg repeatedly until he was covered in blood.

The little boy's thin body was like a light, floating leaf, powerless to struggle.

"It's all your fault!!! You're the one who ruined me—!!!"

The woman's face was contorted in a grotesque expression, her voice hoarse, and she seemed completely out of her mind.

Just then, the door was kicked open.

The cramped stairwell was packed with people, led by a little girl with pigtails and several uniformed police officers, with neighbors watching the commotion behind them.

"stop!!"

Those outside were startled by the scene before them, and two policemen immediately stepped forward and pinned the disoriented woman to the ground.

The abused boy's face was covered in blood, and blood was still gushing from the wound on his head. His thin shirt was also stained red.

"My God, this child is bleeding so much!"

"This mother must be insane! How could she hit her child like that?!"

"The child is about to faint! We need to get him to the hospital quickly!"

With the police present and a large number of people around, the neighbors finally dared to come and watch, chattering amongst themselves.

The boy inside swayed, then collapsed limply to the ground.