Chapter 231: Birth (VIII)
The suddenly appearing face made Zhong Siyu's body tremble violently. Her conditioned reflex was to scream, but the other party seemed to have anticipated this, covering her mouth with a hand before she could utter a sound.
Zhong Siyu was terrified. She instinctively tried to struggle, but the person lowered their voice and whispered in her ear: "Miss, don't make a sound. It's Butler Grandpa."
Upon hearing this, Zhong Siyu's expression froze. Only then did she realize that the face in the darkness did indeed look somewhat familiar. Due to the extreme lack of light, she could only discern the general outline of the person's face.
However, judging from the general outline of the face and the voice, it was undeniably the Old Butler. She had spent ten years living with the Old Butler, knowing him even better than her own parents, so she couldn't possibly be mistaken. The person who had suddenly appeared before her was absolutely the Old Butler, without a doubt.
"Butler Grandpa, what are you doing? It's the middle of the night, are you trying to scare me to death?"
Zhong Siyu grumbled, tears welling up in her eyes. She had been severely frightened just now; the terror in her heart had almost made her burst into tears.
In the past, upon seeing Zhong Siyu's aggrieved expression, the Old Butler would have immediately found a way to cheer her up, never allowing her to remain upset for long.
But this time was an exception. Looking at Zhong Siyu's distressed appearance, the Old Butler remained indifferent, showing no intention of comforting her.
"Miss, please, you must not make a sound. If the Master hears us, things will become troublesome," the Old Butler whispered, continuing to speak to Zhong Siyu.
"Butler Grandpa, what exactly happened? Why did you sneak into my room in the middle of the night? Didn't I lock my door from the inside? " Zhong Siyu likewise lowered her voice, asking the Old Butler with a bewildered expression.
The Old Butler's appearance finally brought some stability to Zhong Siyu's fear-filled heart. Yet, his actions deeply puzzled her. She simply couldn't fathom what the Old Butler was doing, sneaking into her room in the dead of night.
"Miss, I am the butler here. Every brick and tile, every blade of grass and tree in this place, I am more familiar with them than anyone else. Your door was indeed locked from the inside, but opening it is no difficult task for me," the Old Butler explained.
After hearing the Old Butler's explanation, Zhong Siyu wanted to say more, but the Old Butler gave her no further opportunity.
"Miss, time is of the essence. I don't have time to explain in detail. You only need to remember one thing I say: the Master has gone mad. If you stay here, your life will be in danger. That's why I sought this opportunity tonight to sneak into your room—I want to take you away from here!"
"Dad. . . he's gone mad? You want me to escape this place?"
Zhong Siyu stared at the Old Butler, utterly disbelieving. The Old Butler's words had delivered a considerable shock to her.
However, after a moment of careful thought, she felt that the Old Butler's words weren't unreasonable at all; on the contrary, they sounded like the truth.
She had witnessed the bizarre changes happening to her father recently, and he truly seemed no different from a madman. If she continued to stay in the villa, no one knew what else might happen, and it wasn't impossible for her to lose her life there.
Over the past few days, Zhong Siyu had also entertained the thought of escaping this place, but she was weak and alone, and escaping the villa wouldn't be simple.
Moreover, even if she truly managed to escape, how would she survive afterward? She was, after all, still just a ten-year-old child.
However, with the Old Butler's help, the situation was entirely different!
Zhong Siyu hesitated for only a moment before agreeing to the Old Butler's plan. She felt it was better for her to leave the villa now, as it would at least ensure her safety for a short time. If she continued to stay, the outcome was unpredictable.
With her decision made, Zhong Siyu climbed out of bed. She intended to quickly get dressed and leave with the Old Butler. Yet, precisely at that moment, she seemed to glimpse something horrifying, and her face instantly contorted with terror!
In the darkness, a figure appeared silently behind the Old Butler like a ghost. He held a watermelon knife in his hand and, without a word, chopped it directly towards the Old Butler's back!
"Butler Grandpa, look out!"
Zhong Siyu cried out a warning, but her alert came a beat too late. Before her terrified warning could fully leave her lips, the Old Butler's back had already been solidly struck by the blade.
The Old Butler was just an ordinary person, and an elderly one at that. How could his frail body withstand such a violent slash?
A pained scream escaped the Old Butler's mouth. His body swayed, and he toppled directly onto the ground. The dark figure behind him did not relent; instead, seizing the opportunity, he continued to hack at the Old Butler on the ground, blow after blow.
Zhong Siyu was completely stunned by the scene before her. Even as the Old Butler's blood splattered across her face and soaked her clothes, she showed no reaction, as if she felt nothing at all.
In the pitch-black room, she couldn't clearly see the figure that had suddenly appeared, but its build and stature were etched deeply into her memory—something she would never forget in her lifetime!
The one who had suddenly appeared behind the Old Butler and struck him down with a single chop was none other than her own father!
How could Zhong Siyu have imagined that her own father would suddenly appear at this moment and immediately commit murder without any compunction?
Having never witnessed such a bloody scene, it was only natural for Zhong Siyu to be utterly dumbfounded by the sight before her.
A moment later, Zhong Siyu, still sitting dazed on the bed, finally came to her senses. A bloodcurdling scream of extreme terror erupted from her mouth!
Her terrified scream reached Zhong Siyu's Stepfather's ears. He paused his actions, then flipped the light switch beside him, and the entire dark room instantly filled with light.
Although the room lit up under the electric light, Zhong Siyu's heart, at that very moment, plunged into boundless darkness.
The scene before her plunged her entire being into despair.
The Old Butler lay in a pool of blood, his eyes wide open in death. His body had been dismembered by the sharp watermelon knife, a truly gruesome sight.
And Zhong Siyu's Stepfather, still holding the bloodied watermelon knife, gazed at Zhong Siyu with an eerie look. When he saw Zhong Siyu's terror-filled eyes also fixed on him, he stretched his lips into a smile, revealing an expression of pathological madness.
"Dad. . . Dad. . . what's wrong with you? It's Siyu! Please, don't scare me, okay? I'm so scared. . . I'm really scared!"
Tears streamed down Zhong Siyu's face, her voice choked with sobs, filled with terror and helplessness.
But the reply she received was not Zhong Siyu's Stepfather's concern, but the swing of the watermelon knife!
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