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Back in the living room, Dad had changed into simple and casual home attire. He was sitting at the dining table. The silver-framed eyes on the bridge of his nose reflected silver light, completely covering up the paranoia and madness in Dad's eyes.

Seeing Sang Yu come out, his father smiled and asked, "Xiaoyu, how is grandma's health?"

Sang Yu answered honestly: "Grandma's health is not good. Xiaoyu is a little worried that grandma will leave us."

She lowered her head, looking disappointed.

Dad's expression was almost unreadable. He raised his hand to lift the frame on the bridge of his nose and said calmly: "Don't worry, Xiaoyu. Dad will send grandma to the hospital for treatment. Grandma will not leave us."

Sang Yu secretly rolled her eyes. Under the same roof, if her father really cared about her grandma, how could he let her get bedsores all over her body.

"Dad, grandma seems to miss you very much. Do you want to go and stay with grandma?" Sang Yu said innocently.

Dad shook his head and said with a wry smile: "She won't want to see me."

"Did dad and grandma quarrel?" Sang Yu asked curiously.

"There was no quarrel, it was dad who did something wrong and had no shame to see grandma."

Dad obviously didn't want to continue this topic. He said to Sang Yu: "Today is a rare rest day. After Xiaoyu has finished breakfast, can Dad go shopping with you?"

Sang Yu tilted her head and looked at her father, and asked with a smile: "Aren't you going to take mom and sister with you?"

"No, your mother has to take care of grandma at home. Your sister doesn't like to go out, so only father will accompany Xiaoyu."

Under the transparent glasses, Dad's eyes were faintly excited.

Sang Yu said "Oh" in a decent manner, then went to the bathroom and started washing up.

In the broken mirror in the bathroom, Sang Yu's upper body was torn apart.

While brushing her teeth, her head hung slightly and her eyes fell on the tile floor.

The floor is covered with fallen hair...

Alas, it seems that there is another patient with severe hair loss in her family.

After brushing her teeth and washing her face, Sang Yu walked out of the bathroom.

Dad has already started eating breakfast. His slow movements, coupled with his handsome face, make every movement of his very pleasing to the eye.

No wonder my father, even though he is not good at that, is obsessed with my mother.

"Xiaoyu, let's have breakfast!" Dad said.

Sang Yu nodded: "I understand, Dad."

She pulled up her chair and sat across from her father.

Breakfast was a love sandwich and milk. Sang Yu opened her mouth and bit off half of the love.

This is my mother's breakfast full of love, and it tastes really good.

At this time, the door to my sister's room secretly opened a gap again.

Behind the gap, my sister's eyes were staring straight at the sandwich in Sang Yu's hand, and her mouth made a swallowing motion.

"Sister, won't you have breakfast together?" Sang Yu looked at her sister.

Dad heard Sang Yu's voice and glanced at his sister with disgust, "If you want to eat, come out by yourself."

My sister's eyes flinched. She wanted to eat it, but she was very afraid of her father.

And her mother said that she can no longer eat human food...

"I'm not hungry……"

My sister's throat seemed to be filled with broken glass, and her rough voice was harsh.

Dad frowned. He seemed to have just noticed the scars on his sister's face, and asked in a deep voice, "What's the matter with the scars on your face?"

The sister subconsciously raised her hand to touch her face, and the black suture needle dug into her flesh, causing a dull pain in her wound.

"No...don't know..."

My sister's voice was trembling and she didn't dare to look directly into her father's eyes.

Dad said with disgust: "You are ugly to begin with, and now you have such an ugly scar on your face. It's really off-putting."

Dad's words were like knives piercing into my sister's heart, and the expression on my sister's face suddenly changed.

She dug her hand into the wound on her face, and the sutures broke. Her wound was torn open again, and blood flowed out, staining her face red.

"Ugly...ugly...I'm ugly..."

My sister kept scratching her face with her hands, and soon her face was bruised and bloody.

In her mouth, she kept repeating: "Ugly..."

She doesn't understand why her parents are so good-looking but she is so ugly...

Growing up, the words she heard the most were:

Were you adopted by your parents?

You look nothing like your parents.

Your parents are so good-looking, why are you so ugly?

Maybe their words were not malicious, but in my sister's heart, every word was like a knife, pricking her all over.

What happened to the ugliness?

Is ugliness the original sin?

Why did she suffer so much ridicule and malice just because she looked ugly!

And she also asked her mother, is she really not her parents' child?

The mother hugged her and said softly: You are my child, you are the crystallization of the love of mom and dad, our favorite baby.

Although her mother said so, she still adopted her sister.

My sister was so beautiful and cute, but as soon as she appeared, she took away the little love she had.

But her mother said to her: As long as you grow up, you can become as beautiful and cute as your sister.

but……

She won't grow up, she will never grow up!

Seeing that my sister suddenly went crazy and scratched her own face, my father stood up and said angrily: "That's enough, you are just like your mother, you are simply sick!"

My sister had a bloody face, and her eyes were fixed on her father.

This time, she was not afraid, but grinned and said, "Dad, do you still remember the night of January 1nd?"

When Dad heard this date, his frown deepened.

My sister giggled and said, "It seems that Dad can't remember clearly, so I'll remind him."

"At about 1:22 pm on January nd, in Calabash Alley opposite Tachibana High School, pink...coat..."

With every word my sister said, my father's face became paler.

"Dad, are you curious about how I know, because...that night...it was me..."

The sister raised her arm and saw that her arm was covered with criss-crossing sutures.

She wanted to say that she was so happy when she saw her father standing in front of the school that night!

But her father didn't talk to her, but kept following her.

She was very happy. This was the first time since she could remember that her father picked her up from school.

I heard that a perverted serial killer has been committing crimes recently, and several female students have disappeared in the school.

Dad must be worried about her safety, so he secretly follows her to protect her safety.

She always thought that her father didn't love her, but she didn't expect that her father just hid his love in the details.

But... when the sharp tip of the knife penetrated her body, she had to recognize the reality. Her father... really didn't love her...

When the knife cuts off the flesh piece by piece, it really hurts...and my heart hurts...

Finally, her head was cut in half, and she thought...it didn't hurt anymore...