Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Apocalypse Gacha
Chaotic Sword God
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Horror Game Designer
Nightmare Assault
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
I’ll Take That Opportunity
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 510: The Second Night
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 393: Corruption
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1487- Limitless Aerial Mines and Royal Water Ghost Vine
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 1090: Activating the Formation
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1486.5- First time Cloud Peak boss attacked
I’ll Take That Opportunity
Chapter 17 - The Sword Manipulation Method
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 460 - Anyone Related To The Demons Deserved Death
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 753.2: This Official is Unreasonable, What Can You Do? - Part 2
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3888: Remains of the Ghost Immortal (Four)
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 509: Who To Trust
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1486- First time Cloud Peak boss attacked
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 1089: Loyalty
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1485.5- Moment you faced off
I’ll Take That Opportunity
Chapter 16 - Acquiring The Interspatial Ring
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 459 - Please Don't Bully Me
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 84.3
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 753.1: This Official is Unreasonable, What Can You Do? - Part 1
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 392: Comic
I pushed open the door, and tears started to roll down my face.
I seldom cried. When Wu Miao and mother were still alive, they never saw me crying.
With two women behind me and an uncertain future facing our household, I had to be strong as a man. I had to work hard to let them and myself have a good life.
The room was very bright, with the sun rays refracting into a rainbow of colors when they hit the window. She was still wearing that shirt, and her face still looked pretty; she had always cared about her appearance. Sitting in front of the desk, she was reading one of Tan Jiao’s novels. When she saw me, she immediately tossed it aside and said, “Brother, it’s morning, and I’ve completed all my homework.”
I never knew where she hid them, her stash of Tan Jiao’s novels. She was always good at hiding stuff, a smart girl.
Yet, on the 5th of August, she was unable to avoid that person?
My memory of her, the image that had been seared into my brain, was the unrecognisable bucket of flesh that had been stored in a freezer.
I walked over to her.
Probably because my expression was too scary, Wu Miao gradually became frightened. Before she could run away though, I already had her in my arms.
Wu Miao, my dear sister.
Tears were rolling down my face. Am I holding her too tightly?
Soon, Wu Miao started panicking. She struggled and held up my head and asked, “Brother, what’s wrong? What happened?” I could not respond. When I saw her pretty face, I smiled again. Seeing this, Wu Miao started to cry as well and said, “Brother, don’t be like that. Stop crying!”
After hugging her for quite some time, my heart finally calmed down. A sense of confidence and strength ran through my veins, and I knew what I needed to do next. It was clear to me that this was a gift from God, and I had to cherish it. I took out my phone and called my mother.
When I heard my mother’s gentle and caring voice, I began to cry again. Wu Miao was shocked and could only stare at the rarely emotional me. Mother felt that something was wrong as well and asked, “Ah Yu, is something wrong? Why do you sound off? Did you catch a cold?” I never liked to worry her, but every time I thought of her now would make me remember her cold, drowned corpse. I took a deep breath and suppressed the wave of pain I was feeling in my heart. “I’m fine, mother. We’re having a good time. Mom, take care of your health. Everything will be great.”
My mother chuckled.
After ending the call, I gazed at Wu Miao’s warm and worried eyes. A smile spread across my face again, and I went in for another hug. However, I was gentler this time.
“Wu Miao, play all you want from now on. If you want to read novels, read novels. Do whatever you want. I’m here, so everything will be fine.”
She fell silent for a moment before she said, “Are… are you testing my will? I won’t fall for it! No! I guarantee you that I’ll work hard and study hard!”
I saw the crafty look in her eyes and could not help but smile again. I did not want to let her go.
At this moment, Tan Jiao appeared.
I raised my head to find a visibly pale-faced Tan Jiao.
I immediately knew she had been shocked.
I recalled what happened last night—perhaps not last night anymore—when we sat in that bamboo tent. I had my head down, smoking a cigarette while she sniffled slightly and said, “Since this is how it is, then you don’t have to send me back. Let’s end it here.”