I Play the Horror World as a Simulation Game

The mother held the music box, looked at it for a moment, then put it back in place and smiled, "It feels familiar, like I've heard it somewhere before, but I can't remember."

"Maybe it's just a coincidence. Son, you seem very tense?"

Qin Nuo shook his head and chuckled dryly, "Just curious, asking casually."

"Alright then, finish your milk and go to sleep, don't stay up late."

With that, the mother left the room.

Qin Nuo's gaze returned to the two music boxes. He had to put them away for now. Although he hadn't made any substantial progress in his investigation, at least he knew that this mysterious principal had some connection to Li Xiaoming.

Following his mother's instructions, Qin Nuo washed up, drank a glass of milk, and went to bed.

The next morning, sunlight streamed in through the window. Nearing six o'clock, Qin Nuo, who had developed a biological alarm clock, opened his eyes right on time.

This time, there was no shouting from his mother outside the door.

He sat up, ruffled his messy hair, yawned, and instinctively glanced at the painting on the wall by his bed. The painting depicted a fairy frolicking by a river, with cranes and auspicious clouds symbolizing blessings.

The painting had been there since Li Xiaoming was old enough to understand things. His mother said that at the time, they specially commissioned a master to design it for Qin Nuo's room, meaning to bless him with academic success and healthy growth.

It was somewhat similar to the style of Dunhuang murals. There was nothing strange about it, yet every time he woke up and looked at the painting first thing, it always gave him an inexplicable sense of horror.

Wearing his pajamas, Qin Nuo went to the bathroom, washed up, and then went to the living room. His mother was not in the kitchen, and in the corner, his father sat with a newspaper, as usual.

Qin Nuo ignored his father, avoiding unnecessary trouble.

On the dining table, his mother had left breakfast, neither cold nor hot, just right. Qin Nuo began to eat by himself.

But at that moment, his father in the corner suddenly put down the newspaper.

After a few days, his father's face looked even more terrifying, like melting rubber, with something crawling and wriggling beneath the skin, as if the whole face would fall off the next second.

A lot of hair had fallen from his head, and the cleaver embedded in his skull was clearly visible, as if it had grown together with the flesh and blood.

Qin Nuo looked at him in surprise, not understanding why he suddenly put down the newspaper.

Then he saw him go into the kitchen and rummage through the frozen meat chunks in the freezer, tearing and searching frantically.

"Not here! Not here!"

His father's face twisted, clutching the hard meat chunks, his voice growing increasingly agitated.

"Does she really think she can hide it forever? That damned woman, once I find it, everything will be settled!"

His father roared hoarsely, coming out of the kitchen and rushing to the bedroom, where the sounds of rummaging and smashing continued unabated.

Qin Nuo frowned slightly.

Why would Li Tong lose control at this time? Was it because Mo Fang had left?

What exactly was he looking for, something he hadn't found after all this time?

Qin Nuo ignored his father's agitation, finished his breakfast, and took the dishes into the kitchen to clean.

The scattered meat chunks on the floor were already melting, blood seeping through the tile cracks.

Qin Nuo hesitated whether to clean up, considering Li Xiaoming's temperament, he decided to squat down and pick up the meat chunks, putting them back into the freezer.

The freezer had been open for a long time, and the ice inside was melting, dripping with water.

Qin Nuo scooped out the ice water from the freezer, intending to put the meat back, but then his eyebrows raised.

The ice layer in the freezer seemed to have something frozen inside.

Qin Nuo took an ice pick and chipped away at the ice layer, and the frozen object fell out—a ring.

Qin Nuo picked up the ring, puzzled.

Why was there a ring in the freezer?

Did his mother accidentally lose it in there?

"Mo Fang doesn't seem like a careless woman, it's unlikely to happen by accident."

Qin Nuo checked the freezer again and soon discovered another ring frozen in the ice layer. If it weren't for the ample light and careful observation, it would have been hard to find.

Qin Nuo chipped away with the ice pick again and successfully retrieved it.

Comparing the two rings, one was larger, and the styles were identical.

Clearly, this was a pair of wedding rings.

Why would Mo Fang hide her and her husband's wedding rings in the freezer?

Qin Nuo examined the inside of the rings. The larger ring had "LT" engraved inside, clearly the initials of Li Tong's name.

Qin Nuo then examined the other ring and unexpectedly found that the inside was not engraved with Mo Fang's initials but with the letters "LFF."

"LFF, this should be the initials of that third party's name. Why would she have a wedding ring with Li Tong..."

Qin Nuo murmured this sentence, his face suddenly stiffening, pupils contracting sharply.

Could it be that the third party in the photo was Li Tong's original spouse, and Mo Fang was the third party in this family?

Qin Nuo took a deep breath.

Because he realized that if he reasoned according to this hypothesis, all the confusions he had discovered before could be better explained!

Damn, doesn't that mean he was the bastard brought into the family from outside!

Li Xiaodong and Li Xiaodie were the original owner's children?

Then why did Mo Fang become the mistress of this house, and where did Li Tong's original wife go?

There was a commotion in the living room, and Qin Nuo silently put away the rings.

Li Tong came in, covered in dust and cobwebs, staring intently at his son, hoarsely asking, "What are you doing?"

"Cleaning up," Qin Nuo spat out two words.

Smack!

Just as Qin Nuo was about to pick up a piece of meat, Li Tong stomped on it, crushing it into a mess, blood splattering.

"Why clean up? Are you helping me, your father? Don't pretend to be kind. I've never acknowledged you as my son!"

Li Tong's eyes were bloodshot, staring fiercely at Qin Nuo, a faint creaking sound coming from his head, as if the cleaver was grinding against his skull.

"I'm pitying you, you pathetic creature!" Qin Nuo let out a cold laugh, raising his head to meet his gaze without a trace of fear.

"What did you say?" His father's face twitched, the distorted features making it impossible to discern his exact expression.

"No, I misspoke. I should say you're nothing but a coward!"

Qin Nuo sneered, "Living a pathetic life under my mother's control, getting slashed on the head and not daring to retaliate, just sulking in the corner all day."

"When my mom leaves, you dare to leave your seat, searching for something you haven't found in years. When she returns, you obediently shrink back into the corner, hiding your cowardice behind a newspaper."

Qin Nuo stood up, approaching his father, ignoring the terrifying ghost aura and the increasingly horrifying face.

With a cold smile on his lips, he said, "Your original wife probably regrets entrusting her life to a coward like you the most, doesn't she?"

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