Chapter 58: Guilt

Wu Yan sat on the edge of the bed and looked at the sleeping Zhang Xiaoliang. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info "Bai Yehua, what's going on?. ”

Bai Yehua crossed his hands against the wall, and the surveillance video of the parking lot had been bought by Wu Yan. She already knows everything that happened to Zhang Xiaoliang.

Han Zhen and the others had already been sent back by Bai Yehua. Wan Xue'er is also at Bai Yehua's house. There are only three people here: Xiaoqi and Bai Yehua Wuyan.

"I want to ask you." Bai Yehua frowned, "I was very strange when I saw Zhang Xiaoliang for the first time, why is this child so innocent?" There is no flaw at all. After watching the video, I got a rough idea. ”

Wu Yan checked Zhang Xiaoliang's body, except for the blood stains on his body, Zhang Xiaoliang basically had no injuries. In addition to being mentally unstable and causing a coma, Zhang Xiaoliang is healthier than normal in other aspects.

"What did you find?" Wu Yan asked.

"Don't worry, I'll confirm one thing first." Bai Yehua lit a lady's cigarette, "Have you ever seen Zhang Xiaoliang angry?" ”

Wu Yan shook his head decisively. In her memory, in addition to being simple and kind, the child occasionally had a small temper, but never anger, or even other negative feelings.

"Never." Thinking of this, Wu Yan realized that something was wrong. A person who has never shown negative emotions? It's impossible!

"I think. Zhang Xiaoliang may not know it himself. He accumulates his negative emotions somewhere in his heart. So when he was suddenly triggered by a certain opportunity, there was an emotion that he couldn't control. Bai Yehua analyzed.

Wu Yan suddenly remembered that Zhang Xiaoliang seemed to have a dual personality! If it was Bai Yehua's explanation, Wu Yan would be able to figure out the reason why Zhang Xiaoliang had a second personality.

Zhang Xiaoliang threw all the negativity to his second personality, and the separation of feelings caused two different personalities to carry different emotions. And the main personality has the most beautiful emotions. The second personality is like a trash can that accumulates all the negative emotions.

"But what was the trigger for Zhang Xiaoliang?" Bai Yehua couldn't figure this out. If it was anger at Shao Qingyun, why didn't it explode at the first meeting? But the second time?

Wu Yan and Bai Yehua both hid their thoughts and doubts, one had seen Zhang Xiaoliang's second personality, and the other had seen the goddess of nature. But the information was not exchanged in time, and they could not guess the real reason.

Simply, neither of them knew what the reason was, and the two smart women were no longer entangled.

It's happened, and life still has to go on.

The only thing they can do is to stop Zhang Xiaoliang from going berserk next time.

"Ahh Zhang Xiaoliang exclaimed in a low voice, opened his eyes suddenly, and sat up from the bed in fright. He looked around warily, and something scared kept him on guard.

After seeing the surrounding situation clearly, Zhang Xiaoliang breathed a sigh of relief.

He kept his head down, his long hair falling, and his chest heaving with his breathing. He looked at his hands. The body trembled a little.

With black pupils, staring at the futon in confusion, Zhang Xiaoliang remembered everything. Everything that happened last night.

Zhang Xiaoliang's fingers curled up slightly, and his beautiful hair hung down, and no one could see his face clearly.

Slowly, he lowered his head into the covers.

"It's not what I want to do." Zhang Xiaoliang's voice was close to crying.

Sobbing filled the room, and no one else in the room spoke.

"When I wake up ... It's been like that ... "No one could see Zhang Xiaoliang's face, but it must have been a sad face.

Bai Yehua walked out of the room smoking a cigarette, Wu Yan patted Xiaoqi on the shoulder, and then looked at Zhang Xiaoliang. Xiao Qi nodded, and Wu Yan also went out.

Xiaoqi stood cautiously beside the bed. Zhang Xiaoliang whimpered, trying his best to lower his voice, looking pitiful.

"Xiao Qi really envy the housekeeper." Xiao Qi spoke tentatively.

Zhang Xiaoliang did not respond. His head was buried in the quilt, and his head still couldn't forget the scene of those bodyguards being torn to pieces.

"Sister housekeeper, you have realized that you are different from ordinary people." Xiao Qi sat directly on the ground, leaning against the wall, as if not speaking to the air, "After learning some kung fu from your master, the housekeeper sister herself knows that you can easily dominate a life." ”

Xiao Qi looked at the sun in the sky, "When a person gains great power, he will always be unable to restrain his desires, power, money, and desires. There will always be people who are confused. ”

Xiao Qi's eyes revealed the light of memory, "I always want to show the superiority of being strong." When his hands are covered in blood and he is dominated by desire and becomes a demon, he doesn't know it. ”

But the butler didn't do that. After you become strong, life remains life. I still understand what is right and wrong, and I still feel sorry for the lives of others. Xiao Qi looked back at Zhang Xiaoliang, his eyes were watery and his eyes were watery, and tears adorned his delicate face.

"Shouldn't it be like that?"

"Who in the world doesn't know right from wrong? It's just that most people choose to deceive themselves after doing something wrong. No one wants to bear the weight of life. Xiaoqi opened his finger to the sun, "Those who have become strong forget that when they were weak, they also longed for fairness, for hope, and for equality in life. It's just that they are no longer the weak side, and these are no longer important. ”

A mistake is a mistake that you accidentally make when you know what is right or wrong, and a mistake is a mistake that you know is wrong, but you insist on doing it.

"But... I'll do it again next time. What to do.. I couldn't control that inexplicable emotion. Zhang Xiaoliang hugged his head in annoyance.

"Someday the housekeeper sister will learn to control her anger, won't she?" Xiaoqi said. "And Xiaoqi believes that the housekeeper's sister will overcome this difficulty one day."

"Why?"

"Because the housekeeper sister is as gentle as ever." Xiaoqi said with a smile. How can a person who would repent and regret his life make the same mistake again?

Zhang Xiaoliang looked at Xiaoqi blankly.

"Don't you believe in yourself?" Xiaoqi asked.

"I didn't believe it before."

"Then the housekeeper prepares.,I'm going to go to the school park soon.。 Xiao Qi stood up, still as unhurried as a maid.

"I want to go somewhere first." Zhang Xiaoliang got out of bed, "Xiaoqi, please tell you and Miss, I will definitely come back before tonight." ”

Cemetery.

Luo'an City Cemetery, quiet sunshine, gentle wind, this is a paradise for the dead, and there is a person who can't wake up hidden under every tombstone.

Zhang Xiaoliang carries 14 white roses. Walk towards the 14 tombstones. Zhang Xiaoliang reverently placed the rose in front of the tombstone.

"I'm sorry." Every time a rose is dropped, those three words fall with the rose.

"What are you doing here?"

Zhang Lei appeared from behind Zhang Xiaoliang. The gun in his hand was pointed at Zhang Xiaoliang's head.

"Atonement."

Zhang Xiaoliang still has roses.

"This won't wash the blood off your hands!" Zhang Lei gritted his teeth, for him, Zhang Xiaoliang is the enemy of his life!

"I know."

Zhang Xiaoliang put down the last white rose. He turned and looked directly at the muzzle of the gun.

The clear eyes did not have the slightest supplication. "You shoot."

Zhang Lei stared at Zhang Xiaoliang's eyes.

There was only regret in those eyes.

There was only calmness in those eyes.

Slowly press down your index finger. The bullet is ready to fire in the chamber.

"Let's go." Zhang Lei closed his eyes with remorse. That index finger was not snapped. "I'm not going to kill you now."

"Then you won't have a chance in the future." Zhang Xiaoliang said resolutely.

"Who knows." Zhang Lei looked at Zhang Xiaoliang coldly. No one can stop anger except catharsis.

Zhang Xiaoliang bowed deeply, "I'm sorry." ”

Zhang Lei turned around, and the wind blew his windbreaker, "The body hasn't been buried yet, it's all empty graves here, you get out." ”

Zhang Lei looked at the white rose in front of the tombstone and turned back tangledly.

I only saw the back of Zhang Xiaoliang's girl.