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Last night was the first snowy day of the year in City B. He likes to look white all over his eyes, which makes him feel that the world is so pure and clean, even if it is only for a moment. He didn't care much about these foreign things, he lived to his age, and there were very few people or things around him who could really influence them, and he liked the snow because he knew that poor sister he had never met did.

She loves everything that has to do with white. The most common dress is snow-white, regardless of winter or summer. In one of the photographs he found of her, an elf-like girl dressed in white in the snow and ice was smiling brightly. This was what he should have remembered about her, not the day she collapsed in a pool of blood, her face covered in blood.

Since then, he has begun to have a preference for white, although this preference is not obvious to outsiders, but he has never been pure-hearted, he will naturally understand that there are more things that represent human nature in his heart.

He would sit outside on a snowy night, let the snow fall on him, not afraid of the cold, not afraid of the wet, become a snowman perfect, he imagined that if he and his sister recognized, they should be very compatible, he must be a very good brother, will spoil her, support her spiritually, get used to her financially, people say that girls need to be rich, let her see the prosperity of the world, in order not to be deceived by a bad boy with a small amount of money in the future. Sometimes he is still glad, fortunately this sister was not found, otherwise maybe he would get used to her existence, and then reluctant to let her leave, God knows, he will do something terrible to keep his sister by his side, at that time, maybe the relationship between brother and sister is not as beautiful as he imagined now.

He walked slowly all the way back, a long way because of the snow, the scenery all the way, so that he didn't feel hard. He began to slowly reflect on another brilliant victory.

In fact, this time, he was a little in a hurry, the true meaning of cat and mouse is to let the mouse die in fear, knowing that he can't escape the fate of being eaten, but he still wants to break through at all costs in order to get a glimmer of life, and then he is covered with bruises, and everyone betrays his relatives, and can only die in unwillingness, fear and loneliness. What do cats get out of it? Why should cats pay too much attention to the death of a prey? It's just bored, just trying to add some fun to its life, and if the death of the mouse is a doomed end, why not let its sad death bring some joy to the cat? In this way, the death of the rat may not be so meaningless.

Now he is this cat, he is extremely bored, he has seen too much through all kinds of life, he is a strong misanthropy, if he doesn't find some fun for himself, what fun is there in living? Wen Mo is like the big fat mouse, she accidentally got into his eyes, offended him, and was targeted by him as a prey.

Since this game begins, it always needs to be ended in a way, cat and mouse, and the death of the mouse is the most correct ending. So Wen Mo had to die, from the day she came into his sight, death was her destined end, no matter how she struggled, he had to do his best to ensure this. Of course, he is a kind cat and can let the mouse choose his own death.

His good mood came to an abrupt end after returning to his foothold.

Cui Zhijia is gone!

When he opened the door and entered the room, he noticed that something was wrong, the temperature in the room was lower than usual, and there was a faint wind blowing. When Cui Zhijia lived here, he was shouting cold every day, even if the food scraps in the room were baked by the heating and emitted a disgusting smell because of the disgusting smell in the room, if he hadn't been able to stand it anymore and cleaned from time to time, I'm afraid they would be no different from living in a garbage heap now.

In such a home similar to a kennel, I can't wait to take a towel to plug a towel-proof place in the window to prevent ventilation, how can there be a cold wind blowing at the moment of opening the door, how can the temperature at home be lower than the original, how can the air even have a little more fresh smell?

He ran to Cui Zhijia's bedroom in three steps and two steps, and the building was empty! He eventually found the traces left by Cui Zhijia after his escape in the bathroom. The window, which was still open, was like a grinning mouth that grinned behind his ears and laughed at him.

He was furious, how many years has it been, no one dared to tease him like this, he has always been at the mercy of others as pawns, this time, he was smart but was mistaken by cleverness, and he played eagles all year round, but let the eagle peck his eyes! He has always known that Cui Zhijia is dangerous, with this man's conceit, how can he be easily controlled by others, I am afraid that since he found someone in the deep mountains and old forests, the other party has never given up the idea of escaping, but it is because the form is stronger than the person, and the other party wants to return to City B safely and needs his help, so he has been silent on the surface. But he actually relaxed his vigilance, mistaking the poisonous snake for a vegetable snake, thinking that everything was under his control. It's ridiculous, he thinks he's exhausted, but he's done something about capsizing in the gutter.

Choosing such a place to place Cui Zhijia was also on guard. More than a dozen storey buildings, locked the door, he thought it would be an iron wall, Cui Zhijia would definitely not be able to run, a person who collapsed on the sofa every day in addition to eating is a waste of food, except for the first day of coming back to do something out of the ordinary, he has never known how well-behaved and sensible he is, no matter how great his ability is here, he can't escape from the palm of his hand.

But it turns out that everything is an illusion! On the wall outside the bathroom window, there is a decorative exterior wall with a width of only 20 centimeters, not to mention people, it is a cat walking up, if you are not careful, you will step on the air, fall downstairs and become a dead cat, but Cui Zhijia has the audacity to run from here, more than three meters wide span, only relying on the weight of the bottom of the foot, and the upper limbs lying on the window sill of the bathroom with the borrowing surface, it really made him close his eyes and heart and pass sideways!

This move, he stinks! Dig up a time bomb, and now I have lost this time bomb, I hope Cui Zhijia's obsession with Wen Mo can make this time bomb have the effect of directional blasting, and don't burn the nameless karmic fire on him.

It's not safe anymore, and he must get out of here. When he figured out how Cui Zhijia ran away, he wanted to evacuate as soon as possible, and when he walked to the place where the fake documents and cash were stored, he found that the more than 20,000 yuan he thought was a hidden place, and even one of the several fake identities he had prepared for himself was gone.

"TMD, this grandson is really a thief." The place where he hid things, he had the impression that he only used it once, but that time, he obviously took advantage of Cui Zhijia's rare time to take a bath, why did he still let this grandson see it? It can be seen that Cui Zhijia had ulterior motives from the beginning.

Run, run. Bringing Cui Zhijia back was an impulsive act that he didn't consider, he always felt that he had to find someone by his side who could make Wen Mo feel annoying and scared, so as to deepen his understanding of Wen Mo, or because the days when he went to catch mice were too boring, he always had to find a like-minded person to be with, so he made mistakes again and again, and always forgot that Wen Mo was actually almost the same kind of person as him, and they were all psychopaths, so the people he attracted were even more perverted. Also, how can a person who is not a psychopath still have hope in life after seeing through human nature? Those who do not change their minds will either change careers or commit suicide.

Cui Zhijia, Cui Zhijia, he squinted his eyes and thought, I hope you don't stand in his way in the future, otherwise he won't be too polite, Wen Mo is dead, and he must be his ghost, this is the bottom limit, no one is allowed to touch it. He has other things to deal with for the time being, Cui Zhijia is just a small person, if it is not for the possibility of disrupting his plan, he is too lazy to bother.

Two days later, at the gate of the D Municipal Public Security Bureau.

Zhao Yiyou finally followed his words and came here, that person was right, killing people is not the goal, he used his ability to take revenge, but the world doesn't know why these people died. No one knows his story, no one cares, everything is like the wind without a trace, how can he be willing!

The murderer who killed three people in the Zhang family turned himself in. The reason for turning himself in was simple: to tell the police a story.

"I'm not a vicious person. It's true. "It was the first thing he said when he entered the interrogation room, he had to make his position, he wasn't a bad guy, these people owed him, so they deserved to die.

"Zhou Guihua didn't recognize me even when she died, and when she died, I clearly saw the last trace of sparkle in her eyes disappear. This man who had harmed my mother all her life finally died. Zhao Yiyou seemed to hold these words in his heart for a long, long time, and he was anxious to clarify his motive for committing the murder.

"I don't have an impression of what my family was like when I was born, but what I have is after I was seven years old." Zhao Yiyou clasped his hands in front of his chest and told his story calmly: "Seven years old is a watershed. Before I was seven years old, I could be a child who didn't know anything, and I would run around the village after I was well fed and clothed. I don't know how happy it is. ”

When he was seven years old, the educated youths who had gone to the mountains and the countryside began to find opportunities to return to the city one after another. My father is also an educated youth, he has relatives, connections, money, and better development opportunities in the city, and naturally like other educated youth, he is not willing to waste his life in a small mountain village, and tries his best to return to the city. Even if my father still has some conscience, unlike other people, as long as he can go back to the city, the daughter-in-law he married at home naturally doesn't want any children. Who wants a rural woman with little education and a few children who are dressed dirtily all day long? It's just because of the age, it's too normal to start a family, I didn't have the opportunity to go back to the city before, and I can make do with it, but now that I have the opportunity, how the wife of the chaff looks at it is not pleasing to the eye. ”

"It is said that at that time, my father quarreled with my mother every day, my mother, sometimes a tendon, admits death, saw other educated youths fleeing back to the city overnight, and the wife and children were gone, thinking that my father was also the one who had no conscience, crying during the day and crying at night, hugging me and saying that my father was going to abandon us. But at that time, my dad went home to spend money and go to the two of us to go through the formalities. ”

"Zhou Guihua and my mother are opposites, when they were not married, they were both very beautiful girls in the village, and they were classmates from childhood to adulthood.

"Zhou Guihua has a knife mouth, and my mother is sometimes too cautious. Zhou Guihua's family left relatively late in the village, because other educated youths left by themselves, and Zhang Qingsong took his wife and children, which must have taken some trouble than others. She just left, went to the city to live her good life, I don't envy, I don't envy, I don't envy, and the unquantifiable feelings of happiness and happiness are not something that can be brought by eating and drinking spicy. ”

But Zhou Guihua is unforgiving. I slept in the house that day, and I didn't hear what they said very clearly, but in the end, the two quarreled, and Zhou Guihua said loudly that my mother was not wanted, and she would definitely be abandoned, and she would live like a paralyzed mud in this small mountain village in the future, and the children she gave birth to were all mud legs, and she had to be an inferior person for the rest of her life. The viciousness of words was not something I could have understood when I was seven years old. ”

My mom surprisingly didn't refute. Zhou Guihua thought that she had won the quarrel, so she patted her ass and walked away very arrogantly, and went into the city to live her rich life. ”

"Words can always be a knife that kills without seeing blood. My mom didn't sleep that night, so she sat on the edge of the pit and waited for my dad to come back and pick us up. She waited all night and didn't wait, decided that we were abandoned, and after holding me and crying for a long time, wiped the tears off her face, kicked me out of the house, and told me to go to my grandmother's house for dinner at night, and not to go home alone. ”

"I did as I was told." Speaking of this, Zhao Yiyou paused: "There is nothing wrong with a child listening to his mother, right?" But I wish I had been mischievous and disobedient. That afternoon, my mother committed suicide by hanging herself on the beam of the house with a hemp rope, and she wrote a suicide note to her father, which basically meant that she didn't want to slow him down when he returned to the city, and hoped that my father could take good care of me, take me back, and let me have a good life. When the mother dies, the child of a few years old can't leave his father, probably he can follow back to the city. ”

"My mom wants to trade her life for my future. But she didn't know that my dad had run away and could go back with our family. My mom, she, she, just need to wait one more day, just one day. But she couldn't wait, maybe she was desperate. ”

"If it weren't for Zhou Guihua, my mother would definitely believe that my father would not ignore our mother and son. After my mother died, I didn't follow my dad back to the city, but chose to stay in the village to live with my grandpa, my dad treated me well, always sent back some money, even if he later remarried and had other children, he never treated me badly. ”

"But my mom died, she died in vain. This breath has been pressing on my heart for so many years. Finally, I found Zhou Guihua without giving up, thinking that if she knew that she was wrong and admitted her mistake to me, I would also be relieved, after all, my mother herself was a little cowardly, and the mistake was not Zhou Guihua's alone. ”

"But she forgot it all, and when I mentioned my mother's name, she just waved her hand impatiently, like a fly, and said she didn't know." (To be continued.) )