Life always doesn't give people a little respite, lonely people are more lonely, and tired people are more tired......

A hurried ringing bell interrupted Lu Yao's rare good dream, and once again tore open his gradually healing scars.

"Is it Mr. Lu Yao, this is the police station. Your mother, Ms. Zhao Qin, committed suicide by poisoning after killing her husband, and is currently being rescued. Please come back as soon as possible to deal with the aftermath and cooperate with our investigation... Mr. Lu? Mr. Lu......"

Lu Yao didn't even have time to doubt whether the other party might be a fraudster, and his mind was blank.

When I went back to catch the train at night, I saw from a distance that all the lights in my house were on, and the shadows of several people were more than enough. Suddenly, it was as if I was a child, whenever the man drank and beat them, his mother always tried her best to let him out, and he hid under the hidden tree downstairs and watched the shadows of men punching and women dodging in the windows of the house. Countless times, it would be nice to fantasize that the man would suddenly die one day. She felt sorry for her mother and resented her incompetence. He was tired of this family, so as soon as he graduated from high school, he escaped from this suffocating cage. After so many years, I sent money to my mother every month, but I never called once, and I never thought of coming back.

The police car downstairs flashed red and blue lights, which sparked Lu Yao's thoughts. With a height of four floors, each step is extraordinarily heavy. In order to investigate and collect evidence, the man's body was still on the bed, and although it was covered with a white cloth, there were still some traces of blood seeping out, and it was a dark red like rust.

"You're Lu Yao, Mr. Lu, right?" Captain Wang of the police station saw Lu Yao's photo, and when he saw the young man who appeared in the living room at this time, he knew that it was the son of the family.

"That's right. According to the investigation, it can be determined that Ms. Zhao Qin killed your... Father..."

"Why do you keep saying that my mother killed that man! Why! Lu Yao suddenly questioned Captain Wang loudly, and the rest of the room looked at them and forgot the movements in their hands.

Captain Wang touched his nose and went to the back room to take out a piece of paper sealed in a bag: "This is the suicide note written by Ms. Zhao Qin before taking poison, you can take a look." ”

His hands trembled so much that he couldn't bear the weight of the thin paper, and Captain Wang kindly helped Lu Yao:

Far:

I'm sorry. Mom is leaving, take him with her. I know you hate this family, and if I hadn't married him, none of this would have happened. I'm sorry Mom didn't let you have a happy childhood like other children. In the future, Mom will definitely not leave you with a burden anymore. Everything is my own choice, and I am also tired, and I don't have the courage to let the rest of my life still live like this, just seeking a relief. So, Haruka, don't feel guilty, and I hope you don't blame me. I'm sorry, I'm really sorry.

The plastic bag on the table contained all kinds of evidence, and a pair of sharp scissors was mottled with blood. Lu Yao squatted down, covered his face and cried bitterly: "She, she is a person who doesn't even dare to kill a fish......" Captain Wang sighed and patted Lu Yao's shoulder gently.

All the investigation work is carried out quickly, and almost all the people in the community can prove that Lu Yao's mother and son have suffered domestic violence all year round, even after the man was paralyzed, the sound of the man's angry scolding and smashing things was often heard upstairs. So the reason should be that he couldn't bear the beating, and with Lu Yao's mother's suicide note, the case was quickly closed. It's just that Lu Yao's mother didn't come back after all, because she had been taking poison for too long, and she had stopped breathing on the way to the hospital. The funerals of the two people were held together, but they were extremely deserted, except for a few people in the community who came to see the "lively", no one came to the door. Lu Yao had no money to buy a cemetery, so after cremation, he scattered his mother's ashes into the river and buried the man's ashes in a wasteland in the countryside. In this way, I hope that the two will not meet again in the next life.

All the things in the house were thrown away by Lu Yao, and the old lady next door who loved to pick up cheap ones carried a cupboard back, and was taught a lesson by her daughter-in-law for a while: "Old immortal, it's not good to pick up something, you have to pick up the dead person's things back, bad luck is not bad ......"

Lu Yao heard it clearly across the wall, and couldn't help sneering: "Heh, it's quite unlucky." ”

Lu Yao didn't want to come back to this place, the house was empty, his head was empty, and his heart was empty. Please ask the property uncle to pay attention to whether anyone is willing to buy this house. But because it is a "murderous house", everyone is discouraged. The property uncle asked Lu Yao to wait a little longer, and if there was news, he would call him.

A backpack comes, a backpack goes. All that was left was the mother's suicide note and a black-and-white photo of her youth. With curly hair that was popular at the time, white sandals on his feet, and a beautiful smile. In my childhood memories, my mother had never smiled like this.

Lu Yao's cartoons are still going on, and for some reason, the brightness in the painting some time ago disappeared, and was replaced by a thick depression. Several fans privately discussed whether something bad had happened to Haruka. When Lu Yao stepped out of the house again, it was already a week later.

When he got off work, Dai Shan saw his friend who had been smoking in the back of the house for a long time, and slapped Lu Yao on the head: ", where have you been!" I thought you were dead, do you know it! ”

"Heh, almost." Looking at Lu Yao's cyan stubble, Dai Shan felt that something might have happened to Lu Yao: "What's the matter?" You didn't answer your call, and Li Meng also came to look for you a few times, but you weren't there. ”

Hearing Li Meng's name, Lu Yao subconsciously threw away the cigarette in his hand and stepped on it with his foot: "Go back to the funeral." ”

"What! Who, whose ......" Dai Shan was stunned.

"My mom. And, the man. ”

Dai Shan's heart at this moment can no longer be described as a groove: "What happened? How so? Why didn't you call me to help? ”

"My mom killed him. Then he also committed suicide by taking poison. I didn't know until the police called me. ”

"Right...... I'm sorry, I don't know..."

"What is there to be sorry for. That man, whether he dies or not, just dragged my mother and made me wish he died again. ”

"You... Are you alright? ”

"It's okay, in fact, for my mother, it's also a relief. In the next life, I hope she will be well, meet a good person, and give birth to a good son. ”

……

"When are you going to call Li Meng back, she's worried about you."

"Let's talk about it. I can't help it right now...... Daisugi, you know what? Before, I had a glimmer of hope. Now, I'm ...... If Li Meng comes to you, just say I'm not there, please. ”

Lu Yao returned to the house, and Dai Shan also stayed awake all night, smoking several cigarettes: "What's the matter!" ”