What Separates Me and You

Chapter 295 She Was Scared of the Dark

Seth trampled on the grass as he headed toward the mansion slowly.

The moment he pushed the rusted iron gates open, they let out a loud creak.

It was easy for him to wade through the tall weeds.

There wasn’t any trace of a smile on Seth’s face when he stopped in front of the mansion. If Lewis had been around, he would have recognized the sadness in his eyes.

Seth stood at the doorway for a long time. A gentle gust of breeze welcomed him, lightly caressing his short hair and the hems of his tuxedo jacket.

The stark whiteness of the tuxedo looked incredibly jarring amidst the forest of greenery around him, not to mention it seemed quite unnatural as well. It felt as though his presence was a discordant mistake, an aberration in the creator’s design of this world.

A while later, Seth finally started moving toward the main entrance.

The door wasn’t locked, so it was easy for him to enter the mansion.

The interior was in a state of extreme disarray. Sticky cobwebs and thick layers of dirt covered almost every inch of the place. As Seth surveyed the rooms, all he saw was chaos upon chaos. This particular mansion had earned a notorious reputation as the haunted mansion of Hardington. A group of university students had ventured here for exploration in the past, only for the two of them to lose their sanity as a result of their ill-fated adventure.

Ever since that incident, no one dared to set foot in this place.

It didn’t get demolished for certain reasons, so it got abandoned instead.

Seth was very familiar with the mansion. Despite the disarray, he easily located the staircase, maneuvering through the mess with familiarity.

With every step he took, countless bugs rushed out from where he landed and skittered in all directions.

The man went to the second floor. As he walked down the corridor slowly, his gaze scanned every inch of his surroundings as though he could still see the mansion’s former glory.

For example, there used to be a painting hanging on that very wall, and a potted plant used to take up this particular corner.

However, there was nothing left in the mansion. Its interior was bare for all to see, not to mention it was constantly shrouded in damp, cold darkness.

Even if it was a bright and sunny day, the sun’s rays would never be able to penetrate into the mansion.

Seth opened every door in the mansion, making sure to study each room carefully as though he could restore its furnishings just by looking at it.

Once he arrived at the end of the corridor, he reached out to open the door. As soon as he did, he was stunned by what he saw.

There was a person sitting on the abandoned bed in that room.

She was wearing a white sweater and had her hair put up in a cute bun, and her back was turned to him the whole time.

widened his eyes by a

called

turned her head to look at

surrounding them became even quieter. It

gazed at him, a familiar hint of

the shoulders as a look of excitement appeared on his face; even his tone took on an emotional edge as he exclaimed, “Why are you here?”

just stared at him unblinkingly. After a while, she mustered the strength to push against him, breaking free

across his face momentarily, but understanding dawned on

your older

lips, clearly not believing his words.

was able to dispel all traces of confusion which plagued her

her eyes faded away, Seth finally took a seat next to her on the bed, not caring about how filthy It was. “How did you get here? Did you stay here the whole time?”

in response. She couldn’t remember how she got to this mansion in

for the past two days. Did you

nodded again before gesturing, “What is

time, it was filled

and thought for a moment. In the end, she

you didn’t know what this place is, then how did

gestured, “I

fingers silently for a long time

sounded extremely sarcastic for some

stare back

bothered to explain anything to her, so he asked,

The

stomach before

She only continued to sit on the bed because

was still waiting for that person to bring her her meal.

face was covered in grime. Her white sweater was dotted with dirt and ash, whereas her bun was already

she was a pampered young woman who got lost in

else. To make things worse,

asking, “Did you

a peculiar question. She shook her

“Are you afraid?”

to be scared as there wasn’t anyone accompanying

there was also a …

a flurry of footsteps coming from the outside. His expression shifted as he

light, as though the person

minutes later, the footsteps abruptly ceased, the sound disappearing