Guess what will happen to them then? Wen Yiqian said leisurely.

Hearing this, the madman couldn't help but recall his gray-haired parents.

His parents are rural people facing the loess with their backs to the sky, and he is the only seedling in the family.

It was with great difficulty that he left the countryside and blended into the city.

When he first came to work in the city, he thought that the first thing he would do when he made money was to build a big and beautiful house for his parents in his hometown.

However, over the years, he has achieved nothing, let alone repairing a house, and barely supporting himself.

has no money, mediocre appearance, and is useless, no one looks down on him at all, not even a girlfriend.

I live in a mess every day, and my life is unsatisfactory everywhere.

He often wonders, what's the point of living like this?

Stick with it and nothing will change.

Ending a life in agony like this? Or do you want to die a bang and die happily?

There is no doubt that he chose the latter.

He bought a knife, went downstairs to this shopping mall with a lot of traffic, and saw one by one and cut one by one.

There are no plans, nothing is intended.

He just wanted to vent the irritability and violence that had accumulated in his heart over the years.

And then...... Die happily!

He hated everyone, and only when those who were in groups, brightly dressed, and had a good life, fled like wild dogs in a hurry under his pursuit, he felt the meaning of his existence.

Before doing this, he subconsciously ignored his parents who were far away in the countryside.

Because once he thinks of his loved ones, he is likely to lose the courage to do all this.

But now that the other party mentioned it, he couldn't control his thoughts at all, and his mind was full of his parents.

He has been living a depressed life and has not been home for the New Year for three years.

It's not that he doesn't want to go back, it's just that he's too bad and has no face to go back.

When others reach his age, most of them have already started a family, have a wife and a house, and only he is like a waste.

Even if you go home, it is estimated that you will suffer from the cold eyes and gossip of the villagers.

But now, it suddenly dawned on him that none of that mattered.

He...... Some of them are homesick.

The madman looked around blankly.

He couldn't imagine how his parents would feel when they found out what he had done.

He didn't dare to imagine what kind of mood his parents would have when they sent a white-haired person to a black-haired person.

He didn't dare to imagine how miserable his parents would be after he passed away.

As a murderer's parents, they also lost their only son, so they should have a hard time living in the future, right?

He really wanted to see his parents again, but he was very afraid to meet them.

He didn't want to see them full of gray hair; He didn't want to see them look haggard; He didn't want to see them grief-stricken......

He looked at the knife in his hand, at the figure lying in a pool of blood on the ground.

His heart was full of bitterness and regret.

If you don't do these things, even if your life is hard and tiring, you can do a lot of things you want to do, and you can take time to go home to see your parents every year.

At this moment, he seemed to finally feel that being alive was actually a very beautiful thing.

But alas, he is no longer qualified to live!

With a wry smile on his face, he slowly lifted the knife in his hand and pressed it against his neck.

When I was a child, I would always close my eyes when I was given injections, and I always felt that it would relieve the pain.

I wonder if it's useful now?

He closed his eyes slightly, and was about to kill himself.

Suddenly, there was a force in his hand, and the knife in his hand was actually taken away.

The madman opened his eyes and found that it was the handsome young man who had taken his knife.

"Didn't I say that?" Wen Yiqian's face was expressionless, his expression was indifferent, "I will let your relatives watch you die with my own eyes." ”

The corners of his mouth rose slightly, and his expression was like that of a demon from hell, "You don't even have the qualifications to commit suicide until I give permission!" ”

"You ......" the madman looked stunned and incredulous.

At first, he thought that the other party's words were just bluffing himself, and he didn't take it seriously, but now it seems that this guy seems to be serious?

He said coldly, "As long as I am bent on death, why should you stop me?" ”

"If you dare to commit suicide, I can guarantee ......" Wen Yiqian's voice was cold and terrifying, "Your family will not only be mentally tortured, but also physically!" ”

"Are you crazy? What exactly do you want to do? The madman's body shuddered.

Judging by the other party's weird performance, this guy doesn't seem to be bragging.

He couldn't help but ask, "My family is innocent, why are you doing this?" ”

"I just want your family to experience what it's like to be part of their family." Wen Yiqian pointed to the figures lying in a pool of blood.

The madman looked at the figures that had been cut down by his own hands, lowered his head, pursed his lips, and was speechless.

"You can try to kill me now." Wen Yiqian looked at the other party coldly, "At least this way, your parents can escape." ”

Now that the madman has even taken away his knife, how can he have the confidence to kill Wen Yiqian?

What's more, if he doesn't succeed in killing the other party, his parents will definitely be retaliated by the other party even more frantically afterwards.

After a while, the middle-aged man lowered his head: "My parents are really innocent, I beg you to let them go."

His tone was full of pleading.

"I refuse." Wen Yiqian's tone was resolute, leaving no room for maneuver for the other party.

"What are you going to do to let them go?" The middle-aged man raised his head, completely let go of all his self-esteem, and pleaded, "Whatever you want me to do, please." ”

His eyes reddened slightly, "It's painful enough for them to have an unsuccessful son like me, stop torturing them." ”

"Can you really do anything?" Wen Yiqian asked.

"Yes." The middle-aged man nodded without hesitation.

"Then ......" Wen Yiqian hesitated for a moment, an incomparably bright smile suddenly bloomed on his face, and his eyes narrowed into a line, "Don't think about committing suicide, at least before you are sentenced, meet with them and have a good chat." ”

The middle-aged man was slightly stunned and looked at the incomparably warm smile on the other party's face.

For a while, he could no longer suppress the emotions in his heart, crying bitterly, and the corners of his mouth kept saying: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry......"

His apology may be to the injured on the ground, to the injured family, or to his parents......

Wen Yiqian looked at this guy, and his mood was a little complicated.

In this world, there are no absolute good guys and bad guys.

Good people have the potential to do bad things, and bad people have the potential to do good things.

But he couldn't tell the difference, what kind of person was he with malicious intentions? Or a bad guy with good intentions?

At this time, the police finally arrived......