I'm a 10-person achiever, which is true in the eyes of others.

Since I was born, my father and mother, who gave me life, have taken me to watch the parting of life and death, and I have seen the living around the deceased with a white cloth on their heads, hysterical, and their ignorant hearts assimilated and soaked because of the sour smell of disinfectant in the air, and I don't know why I want to cry, because when I see you crying, I want to do the same.

At that time, I vividly remember that the first lesson my father and mother taught me was to lose this sensitive and vulnerable character.

Ignoring it, taking this incomprehensible trick as commonplace, so that any kindness was no longer taken for granted, I lost this ordinary emotion, and let the hustle and bustle pass by, and I closed my eyes and did an endless freefall movement in the darkness.

Once, I wanted to get a little compliment from you, even a stroke of the head was good, and I proudly smiled at my son's excellence, which was the motivation that I had been pressing myself for a long time.

For this reason, I regarded my brother as a competitor, and my brotherhood was abandoned by me overnight.

To do this, I worked day and night, almost going through all the books in my house from cover to cover.

For this reason, I faked my talent and calmly accepted every reverence and praise from the outside world, although in my heart I had long been ashamed of my own brazenness.

For this reason, I picked up the scalpel and needle too early while others were still having fun, and at the same time rubbed the 206 bones as an after-dinner show.

For this reason, I take those rabbit hamsters that I have carefully raised as real objects. Seeing that there was a secretion in the round pupils, it was extremely eye-catching, but he ignored them and continued to disembowel them.

However, so many "for this" can't be worth a success for my younger brother.

I can't figure out a "why" on my own, but at this moment I have decided to accommodate your bias.

Because of her appearance, my world is no longer me.

When his father throws a lot of expensive books in front of him, Spike doesn't know why.

Puzzled, I picked up a random copy and flipped through it to see if there were no missing pages or broken volumes.

Raising his gaze to look at his father, his face still exuding a formidable majesty and a shrewd and aggressive face.

My father didn't speak, and it seemed that he was waiting for me to find out for myself.

Looking down and looking again, I noticed that there were some small "abstract paintings" next to the concept text. Carefully rummaged through the others. It's the same, it seems that the frequency of my mind wandering has increased greatly when reading books recently.

Are you blaming yourself for not working hard lately?

But why did you come to the real yàn room to explain this matter, isn't it very troublesome to deliberately move so many heavy books from the study?

Also, why did my father check the books he had read one by one? That's too ......

Spike is thinking about how to phrase his gaffe these days. But it didn't work out, and at this time, my father spoke first.

"Now for the anesthesia assessment."

What the? Right now?

"This time the object is no longer an animal."

What is that?

"Just use her."

Father raised his hand. He pointed to the fat woman who had been standing behind him and standing opposite him.

Did you hear it wrong...... What my father said just now was...... Human trials?

The world in front of me was divided in two, and the outline of my father on the left was blurred with mud due to the haze, and the gray of 90 degrees was frozen. It's like a mottled concrete wall, and if it doesn't connect the doors and windows outside, it's just the end of the block; The plump figure of the woman on the right has been washed clean, and every moment of the dawn and the cool morning scene when the two of them were together clearly emerges.

By the time he came back to his senses, his father had fallen to the ground, and the fat woman was looking at herself motionless.

After a long time, his face did not change, he bent down and dragged his father to the corner of the wall, and wrapped his hands and feet around his hands and feet three times left and right three times with a rope, and then walked to the fat woman after a series of movements.

"Hey, why don't you laugh......"

“……”

"I want to see you laugh."

The man looked at the woman, and the pulse was faint; The woman looked at the man, and the flowers were thinning the snow.

Now, my sin is really going to parade me through the streets, will you come with me?

Then the man saw it, and the woman obediently pulled the corners of her mouth from side to side.

****

Why should you give me such an order?

In the face of this fat woman who is insignificant or even lowly and despicable like an ant in your eyes, those countless "for this" have become pale and powerless in an instant.

I couldn't hurt her, just as I couldn't disobey this filthy bloodline.

But there is always a comparison between the two, and my subconscious has already helped me make a choice.

So, I killed my father, I killed my mother, and I erased everything that made me uncomfortable, because you had let me down to the point of despair.

Does anyone remember my name?

The surname that everyone knows, and the name that is covered with dust in the shadows, the destined defect of fate, this is the bondage of blood.

Standing quietly in front of the corpses of my father and mother, I suddenly felt relieved.

I looked back to see the fat woman, but caught a glimpse of my brother Francis under the door frame.

"Brother."

The two words lightly drowned out all the panic and apprehension.

The indescribable look at each other, silently discerning every stripped of his facial features.

Raised his feet and walked to the door of the real yàn room, and just passed by, without doing anything.

At that moment, I realized that in fact, my younger brother also had a store in his own world.

Staying in the bedroom, drinking sweet milk as usual, I was thinking about when the police called by my brother would take me away, but all my attention was on the fat woman next to me.

It was like a moment of rebirth, but it lasted for three days beyond his expectations, and when the outside world had been turned upside down, he realized that his brother was no longer there.

The tragedy of the Montgomery family - the young master Francis surrendered and confessed that he killed his parents with his own hands, and was sentenced to death, which was immediately executed.

Later, after his brother hastily leaves, Spike meets the legendary Jennifer, and by then she is insane, but it is not only she who is insane, but also Spike, who has lost his surname and only his first name.

****

I'm crying.

Gu Xiaoxiao looked at the man talking to himself in front of him, maybe even he didn't realize what his eyes had done.

It's not like hoarseness, it's silent tears.

"Understand, woman...... If you want to correct the past, the price is to give up the treatment, so I am still a serious patient, and I secretly reflect on myself - the sadness of unbelieving words is not up to you, and it will eventually be eaten clean. ”

"But you've hurt your most important person, haven't you?" A small crying voice streaked across the sky like a meteor, leaving a bright scar. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the Biquge www.biquge.info () to vote for recommendation, monthly pass, your support, is my biggest motivation. For mobile phone users, please go to M. to read. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the Biquge www.biquge.info () to vote for recommendation, monthly pass, your support, is my biggest motivation. For mobile phone users, please go to M. to read. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the Biquge www.biquge.info () to vote for recommendation, monthly pass, your support, is my biggest motivation. For mobile phone users, please go to M. to read. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the Biquge www.biquge.info () to vote for recommendation, monthly pass, your support, is my biggest motivation. For mobile phone users, please go to M. to read. (To be continued......)