Infinite: Dawn Game

Chapter 308 The Mad Child and the Car Accident

The bedroom was quiet.

However, the faucet in the bathroom didn't seem to be turned off properly, and the dripping water in the sink was annoying.

Lu Chusheng, who had fallen into a deep sleep due to the game's control, was not sleeping soundly.

In his dream, he could only see a blinding crimson, and swarms of people rushing towards him.

"Hurry, hurry, hurry, hurry!!!"

A woman's shrill voice rang in my ears: "His internal organs have ruptured and he's bleeding profusely! Come quick! Save the child first!!!"

The deafening roar of voices around him was like thunder, and Lu Chusheng suddenly felt a sharp pain all over his body—no, not just a sharp pain, but a sensation all over his body, including his throat, as if he had swallowed a throatful of blood and felt an urge to vomit.

He did indeed vomit.

To be precise, it was a splash.

Lu Chusheng slowly opened his eyes, and the first thing he saw was still a figure sitting on the windowsill.

The figure seemed stunned. He lowered his head, his face obscured by the shadows due to the backlight. He straddled the security window, his two thin, bony legs dangling from beneath his striped hospital gown into the gaps of the window, as if they might break at any moment.

"..."

Lu Chusheng felt inexplicably flustered.

He felt himself open his mouth, but in the end he only spat out another mouthful of blood mixed with fragments of internal organs. His chest was in excruciating pain, and his broken limbs lay helplessly in the pool of blood.

Fracture? Limb?

Lu Chusheng blankly shifted his gaze, his eyes moving from the dazed figure on the security window to the side—when he came into contact with the yellow-orange cat that was almost crushed in two not far away, his heart began to pound.

It's Fatty.

It's also called Laibao.

It's so noisy.

Lu Chusheng thought.

He felt that his heartbeat was too loud.

At the same time, the person sitting astride the security window suddenly burst into maniacal laughter. As the laughter grew increasingly shrill, the person began to frantically shake the security window beneath them.

Lu Chusheng's heart pounded even faster. He silently watched the figure trying to shake the security window open, and felt his eyes begin to burn.

"Don't... wave around..."

Lu Chusheng heard his almost silent words again.

Soon, the noise of the ambulance and the commotion of the crowd drowned out his voice. Lu Chusheng heard someone point at the figure on the security window and express sympathy.

"He's a lunatic..."

"Isn't that right? It's so pitiful. I heard he's just a teenager... I don't know what got into him that his dad sent him to this sanatorium and locked him up..."

"I think I've heard about him. Apparently, he witnessed his mother commit suicide. I heard the blood flowed out of the room, which terrified the kid... Later, I heard that the kid went crazy and would wander around the house at night with a knife, not knowing what he was doing... His dad initially kept it a secret, but later I heard that the kid killed his dad's second wife..."

"My God, is this child really that vicious? Only a madman would do something like this..."

"What is he doing, shouting and yelling like that?"

"He probably went crazy at the sight of blood. It's so pitiful that he went insane at such a young age..."

"Yes, it's only because this child is quite good-looking that I can remember such things so clearly."

"She was just unlucky. But that stepmother was so pitiful; she was killed by that crazy kid. Tsk tsk tsk, being a stepmother is tough!"

"Who says it's not?"

"..."

Countless voices, filled with sympathy, pity, mockery, and disgust, coalesced into a nauseating and eerie vortex in his ears. Lu Chusheng wanted to stand up; he felt he should refute the words of those around him, but he couldn't. He couldn't do it at all.

Feifei/Laibao's body was right next to him, next to a black sedan covered in thick, fresh blood. Crimson blood dripped from the license plate of the black sedan, one drop, two drops, three drops... little by little, mixing with the blood in the uneven cement craters.

It's a frightening blood concentration.

It was Lu Chusheng's blood.

On the security bars, the figure known as the "crazy kid" was still laughing and shaking the bars, seemingly trying to throw them off and jump. His thin wrists, so delicate they looked like they could be easily hooked between two fingers, were flailing wildly, as if he would leap off the building at any moment.

Lu Chusheng opened his mouth wide, his cloudy and blurry vision blocked by many doctors and nurses who rushed over.

"The situation is terrible!! Hurry up!! All of you, move faster!"

The nurse's voice was panicked, tinged with anger: "He's so young! Come here right now!!"

"..."

As the nurses and paramedics who surrounded him completely blocked Lu Chusheng's view, he seemed to hear the cracking sound of the security window being kicked.

The security window appears to have actually been kicked open—

In that instant, Lu Chusheng, with a strength he didn't know he had, endured the pain and slowly turned his head. Amidst the nurse's terrified cries and through the gaps in the crowd, he met the gaze of the figure swaying precariously on the security window.

The sunset behind the other person was really beautiful.

It was a rare and beautiful sunset to be seen in this narrow, dirty alleyway and garbage dump.

The figure turned its head in the setting sun, revealing a pale, childlike face that clearly showed signs of malnutrition. Crimson eyes curved into a sinister, terrifying smile.

To others, he was a crazy kid, but to Lu Chusheng, he was a silly kid who held back his tears and even turned his crying into exaggerated smiles.

He shouldn't be like this.

He should be like all children his age, going to school, learning, having friends and the love of his parents... instead of being imprisoned in this backward, cramped, and disgusting sanatorium.

Lu Chusheng's eyelids were about to give way.

Thick blood slowly flowed from his eyes. He coughed up blood as he moved around in a daze, and then a nurse pressed a breathing mask onto his face... As his vision became increasingly blurry, Lu Chusheng saw the figure called the "crazy child" being forcibly pulled back by nurses and doctors who rushed over from the room behind him on the shaky security window on the second floor.

The striped hospital gown on the other person flashed past his sight, and Lu Chusheng felt his heartbeat growing weaker and weaker...

Dying?

Lu Chusheng thought in a daze.

But he didn't want to die.

He didn't want to die at all, not even a little bit.

Lai Bao…no, where is Fei Fei’s body? How could he leave Fei Fei and him in a place like this…No, absolutely not—

"Whoohoo-"

Rapid breathing came from Lu Chusheng's throat. He sat up from the bed as if he were suffocating. Before he could recover from his chaotic dream, he instantly realized that something was wrong in the bedroom.

The bed is too cold.