On September 21, the weather in Shanghai was no longer so hot, with a hint of cold wind. As I watched the night outside the bars in the detention center, I thought of my mother and younger brother at home. My mother worked hard to provide for my university education in the bustling city of Shanghai. In addition to providing for me, I also have to take care of my younger brother, who is in elementary school. I am a child of a poor family, a native of the mountains. My father was paralyzed when I was very young and was kept in a wheelchair. Since then, the family has relied on her mother's odd jobs to support all expenses. Many times, I thought about giving up school to work to relieve the huge pressure on my family. But my parents didn't let me, and they kept telling me that children in the mountains could only make a living if they went to school well.

Because of the poverty of my family, because I don't like to talk, I have developed an inferiority complex since I was a child, afraid of socializing with people, afraid of walking in the crowd. However, I don't want to be a lonely person, and I have a great desire to associate with everyone and grow with them. Because of the extreme poverty of the family, few people in the village can afford our family. Many of the children in the village also saw me as an outlier, they made fun of me and bullied me at every opportunity. I often can't fight back, and I don't scold back. I naively thought that by relying on my kindness and honesty, I would definitely be able to gain the sympathy of others and would no longer be discriminated against. Later, I realized that I had made a big mistake.

With my mother's meager income, I completed primary and secondary school in my hometown. I am not afraid of hardship, let alone poverty, I just want to work hard, get out of the mountains, have my own career, live a good life in the future, and walk in the crowd without being discriminated against.

Later, I was admitted to Huangpu University in Shanghai, and the moment I received the admission letter, I was excited all night long, thinking that I had finally been admitted to the university, and my future life had finally seen the bright sunshine. I thought that my university life would go through a warm and supportive and competitive life. But what I didn't expect was that in a dormitory except for me, all of them were rich children, and their consumption and life dazzled me, compared to them, I was like a backward primitive person. From the first day I walked into the dorm, I was quarantined by them. They laughed at me for dressing too dirty, using a backward phone, and saying I looked stupid.

From that moment on, my college life was almost spent in fear and being ostracized by my roommates. They think of me as a tumbler, and they see it as a pleasure to play tricks on me. Whenever I had to sleep, they turned up the stereo so I couldn't get a good rest. I remember one time, they were still peeing on my quilt. What they did actually made me really angry, but I still chose to endure it, not for anything else, but for the sake of my parents at home. Because they have deep expectations for me, and almost all of the family's savings are used on me, I just want to finish my studies in college and have a career in the future. So, I put up with the three people in the dormitory.

My forbearance did not win the sympathy of the three rich children, but only intensified. I killed them on Sunday night, and I remember the night before, the three of them suddenly invited me to drink and snack in the dorm room and said they wanted to apologize to me. I was really touched at the time, and I told myself in my heart that as long as they were good to me, I would definitely repay them with ten good. What I didn't expect was that they pretended to invite me to drink in order to play a better trick on me. They asked me to give a gift box to the girls in my class, saying it contained a gift. But when the girl opened it, there was a box of condoms inside, and my name was on it. The teacher didn't know the reason for the incident and reprimanded me in class. I just walked out of the classroom to the laughter of all my classmates, and after I walked out of the classroom, I really didn't have the courage to go into the classroom again.

I hate my three roommates, you can look down on me, but you can't insult my personality. You may not associate with me, but you must not use me as a tool to keep you happy. I just want to be kind to others, I just want to repay my parents well, and I just want to contribute to this society in the future. When I think about the college life of my three roommates, I have countless questions in my heart. You have such a generous family condition, why don't you want to cherish the time in college and improve yourself? Instead, you choose to spend your days drinking, playing games every night until the early hours of the morning, and then sleeping until noon the next day. You also chose to play with girls wantonly, using college feelings as a hotbed for venting.

Looking at the world outside the bars, I am really unwilling, I am not afraid of death, but I am afraid that my mother at home will be heartbroken, because my father has left us, if my mother knows that something like this happened to me, how can there be hope for life in the future. I committed murder, and I knew the law wouldn't let me go, and the people who heard my story wouldn't let me go. I don't feel sorry for my life, I just want my mother and brother to be safe.

I am about to come to the end of my life, and I have too many nostalgia. I miss my father and mother, I miss my beautiful hometown in the mountains, and I miss my three best friends, Meng Ting, Liu Jingjing, and Gao Wenxiang. I only have these three friends in this life, and we grew up together and came to Shanghai together. I have always grown up being discriminated against and ridiculed, but the three of them have never discriminated against me and often give me selfless help. After I came to Shanghai, I vowed in my heart that I would repay them well in the future, but unfortunately I never had such a chance again. I'm going to be tried tomorrow, and I'm going to die with three murders on my body. At this moment, I don't have any nervousness in my heart, only thoughts and nostalgia.

I looked out of the bars again, I was about to pass away, and I really hoped that there would be no more discrimination in the world, only equality and equality; There will be no more injustice caused by the gap between the rich and the poor, only the sharing of each other's weal and woe.

Farewell, dear mother and brother; Goodbye, dear three good friends; Goodbye, beautiful Huangpu University; Goodbye, the beautiful mountain that gave birth to me and raised me.

— Wang Letian

This is a letter written by Wang Letian in the detention center. After tonight, he will go to the courtroom, and the outcome of tomorrow's trial, he already has a clear answer in his heart. Three lives, must be the death penalty.

After writing the letter, Wang Letian squatted in the corner and cried silently, at this moment he really wanted to see his mother and brother again, and really wanted to meet Liu Jingjing, who he had always liked.