I'm from another world.

Unfortunately, I haven't seen my father since the day I was born. I don't know what he looks like, I don't know what his last name is, I don't know how he met my mother, how he left her, and I don't know if he's alive or dead. If it was really the end of the world outside, he wouldn't be alive today.

That's right, I said, I'm a killer.

My name is Xiaoguang, and because I don't have a father, I don't have to have a surname.

When: April 1. Sunday. Night, 22:19.

Space: Future Dream Building.

The only thing I know for sure is that I chose this coordinate point of time and space to kill someone.

But to my complete surprise, this time turned out to be the end of the world, and this space turned out to be a refuge for the last survivors of humanity.

What I didn't expect was that I would meet a girl and sink into the ground at this coordinate point of time and space.

Then, fall in love with her.

I've seen one movie at least 100 times, Luc Besson's "This Killer Is Not Too Cold", and I love both Natalie Portman's little girl Matilda and Jean Reno's Killer Leon. I hope that in fifteen years, I will be a second Leon - but before I can kill at least a hundred people.

And on the escalator between the fourth and fifth floors of the Future Dream Building, Ding Zi, who passed by and was rescued by me, reminded me of the little girl named Matilda.

I looked into her eyes, and she looked into mine, from the futuristic dream mall under the lights, to the end of the world in the dark. As a member of the high-risk industry of killers, I had no hope of escaping alive. I took her to flee everywhere, avoiding the stampede on the ground floor, and accompanied her on the second basement floor of the supermarket to find her junior high school classmate Hae-mi.

Ding Zi is eighteen years old, and my actual age is only seventeen. It's just that my long hair that covers my eyes, and my overly precocious and cold gaze, make me look more like a rebellious college student. Judging from her clothes and mobile phone, as well as her familiarity with the luxury brands in the mall, she is obviously a rich girl from a privileged family. Her best friend Hae-mi, who is also the daughter of a wealthy family, is a doomsday controller with a strange personality, and spends her nights in the fortress on the second basement floor. However, this Haimei looked at me a little strangely—like many girls who looked at me for the first time, I understood their thoughts, but I never paid attention to any of them, except Ding Zi.

Not only because of her eyes and temperament, she resembles Matilda who fell in love with Lyon. She enjoys the end of the world, often sitting alone on the railing — in the atrium of the mall on the fourth or fifth floor, and falling down if she shakes it slightly. Each time I sneaked up on her and pulled her off the railing with lightning speed. I would scold her with a face, and she would say innocently, "I just want to be alone in a daze." ”

"Be sure to call me later." I looked into her eyes and helped her lift her forehead hair, "I can accompany you in a daze." ”

Ding Zi looked at me calmly and couldn't help laughing.

This time it was my turn to sit on the atrium railing, swing my legs on the edge of the cliff, look at the dim lights from the first floor to the ninth floor, and ask her softly, "What would you do if someone told you now that there was no end of the world, and that the rescue team was right above our heads, and that the dome on the ninth floor was about to be opened to get us all out?" ”

"No way, the whole planet is destroyed."

"Just hypothetical."

"Well, if there really is no end of the world, then it is the end of me!"

"Why?"

Her face became extremely gloomy, and her tone became dull: "I'm telling you, even if there is no end of the world, I won't go out!" I'm going to stay underground forever and die in the end! ”

"However, your family is rich, and your parents will give you a future without food and clothing, if there is no end time." I looked at her enviously, even though she had taken her designer clothes from the women's clothing store on the second floor, "Unlike me, poor boy!" ”

"Xiaoguang, you never talked about your past."

"I didn't go over."

"Everyone has a past, including every survivor of the present underground."

I stubbornly shook my head and looked up at the dome in the darkness, like an atmosphere in the night sky: "I don't, my past is just a foreshadowing of my current profession." ”

"You mean—your past has made you a killer."

"So to speak."

"Well, who are you going to kill?"

"I can't say—at least not you, not your friend Hae-mi."

Ding Zi smiled bitterly: "What if it's me?" Are you going to kill me? ”

"Nope! Because, I like you. ”

I mean seriously, no jokes, no sweet talk, I never lie, like I tell people I'm a killer.

Suddenly, a piece of music came from the hallway stereo, and the familiar melody grew louder and louder, until it became deafening...... What's this song called? Who controls the mall's broadcasts? Ding Zi was also intoxicated, she sat on the railing, closed her eyes, and gave her whole body to me. As soon as my arm loosened slightly, she would fall backwards and die in the atrium on the ground floor.

I'll admit I've kissed other girls, but only on the spot. Now, as I hug her body and watch as she waits for my lips to print, I hastily pull her off the railing and retreat into the dark corner alone before she can open her eyes.

I'm sorry, Ding Zi. I'm not physically flawed, and I'm not as you secretly speculate - I do like girls, don't think of me as a small attack or a little sufferer in Tanmei's novels. I don't dare touch you because I haven't finished my mission yet.

My mission is to kill someone. That's why I came to the Future Dream Mansion and was trapped underneath the apocalypse.

Before April Fool's Night, I was convinced that this man was in the Futuristic Dream Mansion, and only by sneaking into this building late at night would it be possible to complete my killer mission.

Sure enough, among the twenty or so survivors, I saw his face.

I felt the urge to walk through the overwhelmed crowd to his face, pull out the sharp knife I had hidden in the leg of my trousers, and stab him directly in the heart.

I'd enjoy my hands getting his blood on him, letting him fall on my shoulders and ask me who I really were before I died. And when I said that name coldly, I was finally able to make him die and regret what he had done.

It's a pity that I don't have the courage to kill in front of so many people, let alone in front of Ding Zi. Although, I kept telling her: I'm a killer.

Perhaps, I don't have the most basic quality of a killer - courage.

I hated myself.

What is it that makes me lose my courage? Let me, who has already been hard-hearted, become in a dilemma? Because at the end of the world, I fell in love with a woman; And because at the end of the world, everyone will die one after another, maybe tomorrow, maybe a week, maybe ...... No one can live for long, the fuel will eventually run out, the food will eventually run out, the oxygen will eventually thin out, and the last earthlings will eventually die alone and desperately.

Yes, that man will die eventually, too—my prey for the killer.

It's just that I don't want me to die before him – I want to watch him die, even if I don't do it myself. Only in that moment can I feel comfort in my heart and my hatred of him be erased - when he has truly become a corpse.

I can't imagine him still alive after I died. I'm ready to kill him before I die, if I have any accidents, or if I get to the point of exhaustion.

So, sometimes I pray that he will die by some accident so that I don't have to get my hands dirty.

You must be curious, what kind of hatred makes me have to put this man to death? Which of the survivors is this person?

The latter question, I think I can say, his name is Luo Haoran.

Although, I suspended my plan to kill him, I kept an eye on him. Luo Haoran often took his dog to the fourth basement floor to maintain the generator. After the pumps ran dry, he was also responsible for collecting the urine of survivors, requiring everyone to urinate in oil drums and using human urine to cool the generator. He was a meticulous and dedicated man, who took on the hard work without complaint in an environment that smelled of diesel and dead bodies. Without him, the whole building would have been plunged into darkness. Although I have never forgiven him, I respect him for it.

Luo Haoran rarely spoke, except for Professor Wu and Zhou Xuan, the three of them often got together for meetings to formulate rules for everyone's survival in the apocalypse, and deal with some emergencies. He never showed a look, and those eyes were like the deep sea - sometimes I would peek into his face with a telescope from a long distance. Occasionally, I have the illusion - how could it be him? Are you sure you got it right?

No, I'm a killer, and a killer can never mistake the target!

In order to spy on Luo Haoran as accurately as possible, I may be the only one of all the survivors in the underground who has no fixed place. He often patrolled around in the middle of the night with a flashlight, placed sticky rat boards in rat-infested places, and knocked caught rats to death with an iron hammer – his movements were so calm and sophisticated that I no longer doubted my target.

If he is in a place where everyone can see, I will accompany Ding Zi to sit on the railing in a daze, and sometimes I will find two computers and play CS games online through the intranet - it must not be discovered by Zhou Xuan, otherwise the power will definitely be cut off. I said I'm a killer and CS is my best technical training. Don't underestimate me, I'm the top master in the CS game league, and I kill countless people every time I play, and the people I kill are also the top masters. Well, if you often hang out on the CS forums, you won't be unfamiliar with my name, I'm the legendary CS god of murder - "Helllight".

Every time I played a game with Ding Zi, I would notice a female cleaner nearby, and sometimes I would whisper to her. I can't imagine how they would intersect. Ding Zi has always looked down on the poor, which is one of the reasons why I dare not kiss her.

I was born in an ordinary family, a fatherless child, and I grew up looking up at skyscrapers and watching children sitting in private cars to and from school, but I never felt inferior because of this. But when I face Ding Zi alone, I feel that we are people of two worlds, although sometimes I also suspect that this is an illusion.

Early in the morning of the fourth day, we found that six people had died overnight. I became more and more uneasy, for the sake of Ding Zi, and for the sake of Luo Haoran - I changed my mind, I didn't want him to be killed by others.

After an uneventful night, I quietly slipped out of the Japanese restaurant on the fourth floor on the fifth floor. I hid in the corner and watched the lights on and two figures flickering. Suddenly, a figure walked out of the store, the dim light illuminated Mo Xing'er's face, and she ran into the escape route.

Then, another person walked out of the Japanese restaurant. It was obviously Luo Haoran, who lit a cigarette. I didn't dare let him see me, so I could only huddle in the corner and watch his cigarette butts flicker. Did something happen, so I used smoking to anesthetize myself?

In the early hours of the morning, I heard that Mo Xinger was killed, and the rapist was actually the white-collar worker named Xu Pengfei.

Mo Xing'er has a special meaning to me. When I first saw her underground, I felt like I had crossed over – it was so similar! I picked up a shovel and joined the team that hunted down Xu Pengfei.

Early in the morning, when I followed Zhou Xuan and Tao Ye to search all the floors and found nothing, I faintly heard the screams downstairs, and Zhou Xuan shouted: "Damn! We leaked the hotel lobby! ”

Soon the small room was discovered, and Ding Zi and Haimei were also discovered, as well as the female cleaner who had just died. I rushed to Ding Zi's side, only to find her disheveled. Seeing her dazed and tearful, I couldn't help but hold her in my arms. Zhou Xuan and Tao Ye lifted the body of the female cleaner and sent it to the fourth underground floor for burial.

Ding Zi was crying in my arms, and I asked her what was going on, but she wouldn't speak.

Instead, Haimei told me that it was the female cleaner who found the rapists Xu Pengfei and Ding Zi in this small room, and it is estimated that Xu Pengfei then killed her.

This seemingly casual sentence deeply stimulated me, the rapist and Ding Zi were alone together? And her clothes look ......

That's not what I want to hear! I looked back at Haimei's face, I knew that she was Ding Zi's best classmate, and she had secretly sent Qiu Bo to me several times, but why did she say that?

She bowed her head in a panic: "I'm not lying. ”

Yes, I could clearly smell a trace of a man's smell in Ding Zi's hair, an extremely dirty and disgusting smell. I clenched my fists fiercely - no matter whether Xu Pengfei had bullied Ding Zi or not, I wanted to kill him with my own hands, don't let me tarnish the word "killer".

But I couldn't let go of her, so I kissed Ding Zi for the first time without disgust in front of Haimei.

Subsequently, I instructed Haimei to take care of Ding Zi, and quickly left here and ran back to the Future Dream Mall. I gathered water and food, as well as clothes and towels, and I wanted to make Ding Zi still look pure and flawless.

Five minutes later, when I returned to the small room in the hotel lobby, I found that Haemi was dead.

Her head and floor were covered in blood, a few pieces of broken glass stuck in her temples, and she stared at the ceiling in silence. Ding Zi's face was also splattered with blood, and he stood statue-like in place, holding the rest of the broken vase in his hand.

Don't ask anything - Ding Zi smashed his best friend to death with a vase!

I can't hold it!

Ding Zi still refuses to say anything, I only care about whether she is injured or not. Wipe the blood off her face, but it's okay.

"Don't be afraid! Ding Zi, no matter what happens, as long as I am here, I can hold it! I left all the water, food, clothes and towels to Ding Zi, "You stay here and don't move, wait for me to come back!" ”

I found a large box, stuffed Hae-mi's body into it, and pushed it into the toilet in the hotel lobby so that there would be no blood.

When I returned to the small room, Ding Zi had already changed into new clothes, her hair had been tidied up, and she had gotten perfume from nowhere and sprayed it on her body to cover up the smell.

"Listen, if someone asks about Hae-mi's whereabouts, you say that she left on her own and doesn't know where she went." I grabbed Ding Zi's shoulder, hoping that she would react, "Understand?" ”

Ding Zi nodded slightly, I think she should be able to fool others. I accompanied her back to the mall and didn't ask her again along the way. Although there are still countless questions in my heart, such as what the rapist Xu Pengfei did to her, why did the female cleaner save her, what is the relationship with her, and how Haimei angered her, which led to a catastrophe of death.

Damn, as a killer, I've never killed anyone, but Ding Zi broke this record before me.

I am reminded of what Leon said to Matilda: "Believe me, revenge is not good, it is better to forget." ”

Matilda: "Forget? When I saw the chalk line next to my brother's corpse, you thought I could forget? I'm going to kill those dog mongrels and blow their heads off! ”

Leon: "When you kill someone, everything will be different. Your life will change forever, and you will live in fear for the rest of your life. ”

Matilda: "I don't care what the future holds, Leon, I just want to love, or die." ”

I've cried countless times over this dialogue, and only today do I realize that in fact, I have always been Matilda, not Lyon.

Soon after, I heard that Xu Pengfei had been killed with an electric drill. I'm glad he died this way, not by us beating him to death with a stick or stabbing him with a knife, and if there is an end judgment, he deserves more torment in hell.

Half a day later, I dragged Hae-mi's body to the fourth floor underground. I wore a thick mask, endured the stench of the corpse, and hid her in a pile of corpses – the woods were the best place to hide the leaves.

That afternoon, someone noticed that Haimei had disappeared, but everyone was powerless to search for it. The last drop of diesel diesel, the generator stops, and the entire building is engulfed in darkness. The air was cloudy, the further down it went, the worse it stenched, and it was also vulnerable to animal attacks, so everyone moved to the seventh floor or above. In the ensuing cold and despair, everyone imagined how they would die.

At a very young age, I wondered when I would die and if I would feel pain. When I first saw my dead mother, I couldn't tell the difference, she was a dry skeleton, which could only be identified by the clothes left at the scene, and certain features such as teeth. For several years, I have been silently feeling the pain of my mother before she died. Every night, every morning, when that suffocation of inundation hits, I wake up from my dreams and find tears on my cheeks.

Now that moment is near, I am not afraid of pain.

I believe that after death, there will be a soul, and I will be able to see my mother again as I did in my dreams. I am convinced of this, so I am not afraid of death. I think my mother is still so charming, with a pair of star-like eyes, which people can never forget at a glance. yes, since it's the end of the world, I'll see everybody there, including my father—I want to know what he looks like, what he used to be, and what my last name is. Hopefully, he's not a bastard.

Because of this anticipation of the afterlife, I calmly faced the darkness, the cold, and the despair.

Besides, I'm not lonely, I still have Ding Zi - we've been together all day, hiding in a shop on the eighth floor, dotted with faint candlelight.

Actually, it doesn't matter if there is no light, because I am the light - this is what Ding Zi said to me.

"Light, thank you for being by my side at the end of the world."

In the utter darkness of the underground, she already called me "Light". Well, I'm happy to accept that as well.

"I thank you too, because of you, I will shine."

Ouch, why is this sentence so sensual? Even I'm embarrassed. Ding Zi curled up in my arms. She stroked my eyebrows and the corners of my eyes, and said to herself, "I'm imagining what light looks like." ”

"Light?"

Even though it's my name, I've never thought about what it's like.

"Just like you." She kept touching my face, like a blind man who has to rely on touch and smell to distinguish a person, "Why don't you ask me for my secret?" Don't ask me why I killed Haemi? ”

"Everyone has their own secrets, even enough to lead to murder. Although unfortunate, I don't want to know. ”

There's a subtext that doesn't say it - because, I have such a secret too.

"Light, I haven't felt it since the day I was born. My world was all dark, because I was dark myself, and I could only try to pretend to be light - but it didn't work, just a short candle that would go out at the slightest wind, and no one would ever see me again. ”

"You want to be shrouded in a dazzling light, so that the whole world can see you, and you don't want to be forgotten, don't you?"

"Yes, but I'm scared, once everyone sees it, that's the day I'll die." Ding Zi's breathing became weaker and weaker, "So, I like to be underground, there won't be so many people anymore, forever the night." And there's you, the light. ”

I don't know how to answer, because I really don't know how long I can give her the light.

I have a hunch that I won't live to tomorrow morning.

Although, everyone in the underground, will not be able to see the sun tomorrow morning. But I don't want Ding Zi to die alone. If I still have a soul, let me shine her eyes.

Among the so many survivors who will die sooner or later underground, the most pitiful is the seven-year-old boy named Zhengtai. He's the only survivor underground who can be my friend. His pale complexion makes people afraid to approach, and I like such special people. Zhengtai's eyes are very killer, and he can kill everyone in dim light. Maybe in another twenty years, he will be the next generation of feared killers - I'm sorry, I forgot the end of the world, this kid may not even be able to survive tomorrow.

Shota has always been convinced of my identity as a killer. Although children can't be deceived and they take anything seriously, I didn't lie to him about it.

I'm a killer, and I'm here to kill someone.

I don't think there's going to be any escape from that man, and he'll soon be consumed by darkness and cold—and I'll have to kill him before I can do that.

No one will care if he lives or dies. Everyone only cares about whether they can live one more day, and even if a few more people die, it will not arouse any more sympathy.

Day 7, four o'clock in the morning.

I finally found Luo Haoran in the corridor on the seventh floor. In a rare case, he didn't take Churchill with him, and presumably the dog was starving and had to rest somewhere. I attacked him from behind and hit him on the head with a stick.

The force is just right, neither too heavy to crush him to death, nor too light for him to reflexively fight back. I dragged Luo Haoran into a small room, very hidden, no one would pass by, and used the nylon rope that had been prepared to tie him up and down firmly, becoming a prey for me to slaughter.

A few minutes later, Luo Haoran woke up. He squirmed a few times, and then fell silent in the light of the flashlight. He was clever enough to know that needless struggles would only drain his physical strength, hastening his death in hunger, thirst and cold.

After seeing my face clearly, he asked softly, "Why, do this to me?" ”

"Because, I'm a killer."

"Who sent you?"

"Death."

Luo Haoran's expression did not change at all: "Okay, there is a reason for death." ”

"I ask you - do you remember a man?"

"You're here for revenge?"

"Yes."

"I haven't killed anyone."

"Her name is Chu Ruolan!"

His eyebrows twitched, and he stared into my eyes. It was the first time I saw him have an expression. That's right, he remembered the name!

"You're his son?"

"Yes."

It seems that his reaction was quite quick, which is tantamount to admitting his guilt. I had already foreseen many schemes, especially when he wanted to conceal his deniability, and I would torture him with nine methods, which would be enough to make him live and not die. I'm sure I'll be able to pry his mouth open. This is also his cleverness, knowing that as long as it falls into my hands, there will be no good end, so he simply admits it straightforwardly, so as not to suffer in vain.

"Well, for the sake of your confession, I'll let you die faster, even though it's already cheap!" In fact, I was reluctant to make such a promise, and the appearance of my mother after her death came to mind, "Have you ever thought that I was not yet fourteen years old when my mother was killed by you?" Do you know what I've been like all these years. Every day, every night, every moment, looking forward to this day! I don't care about the end of the world, as long as I can kill you and avenge my mother, I can completely change my life and be a professional killer from now on. ”

"Xiaoguang," he didn't expect it to come to this point, his tone was still unhurried, and he seemed to be getting more and more kind to me, "It was an accident, I never thought of hurting your mother." ”

"Accidents? You accidentally demolished my house? Accidentally built the Future Dream Mansion on the ruins of my home? Accidentally leaving a lot of people in shabby apartments in the suburbs? Accidentally called my house late at night? Unexpectedly saying that you want to talk to my mom about a huge amount of compensation? Accidentally let her never go back? Accidentally made her disappear for a whole year? Accidentally put her in a car without a license plate of unknown origin? Accidentally let the car sink to the bottom of a lake on the outskirts? Accidentally fished her out of the water and turned into a dry skeleton? ”

Finally, the muscles on Luo Haoran's face trembled slightly, and he thought for a minute before answering: "I admit that four years ago, Future Dream Company maliciously demolished your house. This is a site that I personally chose, this place has a special meaning for me, and I have to build a building here, which has been my dream for many years. Therefore, I offered a very high compensation price for the demolition, but several households, led by your mother, refused to accept our compensation conditions and had to fight to the end as nail households. So, I hired a company with a triad background to carry out some illegal means against you. ”

"So you killed her?"

"No, I said it was just an accident. I sent someone to call your house in the middle of the night, lure me with a huge amount of compensation, and send my car to take your mother to a hotel — but I didn't mean to kill her, but just— really, just, wanted to talk to her. ”

"But how do you explain her death?"

"I don't want to explain, your mother died in front of me, but I didn't mean to, and I feel sorry too."

I clenched my fists tightly, but I didn't want to beat him up first to relieve my anger, that would weaken my power of revenge: "Luo Haoran, no matter how you answer, I have already made a sentence against you - I sentence you to death, execute immediately!" ”

"Wait a minute, Hikari, I want to ask you - is our meeting at the end of the world a coincidence?"

"No, I said, I'm a killer." Although I don't want to talk nonsense with him anymore, let's let him die and understand, "Before the killer acts, all kinds of preparations must be made. I had long since assumed that you were the murderer, although the police could not find any evidence. Over the years, I frantically searched for the information of the Future Dream Group, learned the best hacking techniques, and finally broke through the computer of the Future Dream Group headquarters and stole a lot of confidential information, including about the mysterious you! ”

"How much do you know about me?"

"Not much, I only know your name, and a few extremely rare photos. You will live in the Presidential Suite on the top floor of the Future Dream Building. I dropped out of high school as an orphan with no parents and no relatives willing to take care of me. I'm wandering around the city - you can't taste it! Have you ever tried eating food discarded in the trash for three days in a row when you were sixteen? ”

"What if, I tasted it?"

I don't believe your nonsense!

"For a whole year, I've been spying on you outside the Future Dream Mansion. I've noticed that you've always lived in seclusion, and when you go out, you'll take a lot of bodyguards with you. And you are uncertain, and no one knows where you will suddenly go. ”

"That's right, I don't want people to find out my patterns, even if it's an executive in my own company."

"Only by going deep into the Future Dream Mansion and lurking outside the door of your dormitory can we kill you! Seven days ago, I came to the Future Dream Building, prepared all kinds of killing tools, and waited for it to lurk after dark......"

Luo Haoran shook his head, looked directly at me and said, "Xiaoguang, don't go on." Actually, you're not fit to be a killer. ”

This sentence really infuriated me, I have been preparing for three whole years in order to become a Leon-style killer, and whoever dares to insult my future career aspirations, I will really kill him!

So, I pulled the dagger out of my trouser leg.

A long, sharp dagger with a blood groove and barbs can release a large amount of blood when stabbed into the human body, and when pulled out, it will bring out a lot of muscle tissue and even internal organs. What's more, such a knife may not be immediately fatal, but it will make people hurt terribly, and then quickly lose blood and even rush blood, watching their stomach or large intestine fall to the ground, and die in infinite fear and pain.

Instead of aiming the tip of the knife at his heart, I aimed it at the very center of his chest first, which would allow him to live an extra minute or two.

Damn, am I cruel? But compared to what Luo Haoran did to my mother, it was already extremely merciful!

The tip of the knife rubbed against his chest, and inside the open Armani suit was a white shirt. As I closed my eyes, I took a deep breath and shuddered, ready to push the sharp dagger into his chest with all my strength, waiting for blood to splatter my hands and even my lips......

What's going on? I didn't hear Luo Haoran's screams, nor did I hear the sound of the tip of the knife piercing the muscles and lobes of the lungs, but I heard the crisp sound of metal falling to the ground.

When I opened my eyes, Luo Haoran was still looking at me, he was not shocked, his face was as usual, and his eyes were serene.

I'm sorry, Mom, he's still alive.

And my dagger has fallen to the ground, and the piercing sound of falling to the ground is clearly a mockery of me!

I involuntarily took a half step back and looked at Luo Haoran's eyes, these eyes were so calm, there was no panic, fear, and despair at all as I imagined......

On the contrary, the person who panics, fears, and despairs is me!

I have to admit that I have already lost.

A voice sounded in the heart: Why kill a mortal man?

That's right, at the end of the world, there is no point in killing anyone, killing anyone in any way!

Is it possible to say that under the Last Judgment, the hatred between people will be insignificant?

I, half a step back, farther and farther away from the dagger that had fallen to the ground.

I'm sorry, Mom, I'm not Leon, I don't have the courage to kill, I can't avenge you.

So, I renounced my sentence, renounced my rights, and renounced the execution of the death penalty.

I'm not a killer, just a pathetic worm, a kid without a mom and no dad.

Looking at Luo Haoran's eyes that were as silent as the sea, I obediently walked around behind him and untied the rope that bound him. Then, I walked away with my head down, not even daring to say "You are free" or "I forgive you".

I just wanted to find a place to hide and cry.

By the way, Ding Zi is still waiting for me upstairs - I will tell him that I am not a killer, and then hold her tight and wait for death together.

As I was about to walk out of the small room, I suddenly felt a slight chill in my back, followed by a strange feeling that something had stirred into my heart.

I didn't feel any pain at all, just a sense of fullness and a sense of emptiness at the same time - as if my blood was spurting from my back.

There was the sound of a man's heavy breathing behind me, and I could guess that it was Luo Haoran, holding the dagger I had just thrown in his hand. And this murder weapon, which I have carefully selected, has pierced my heart. The perfect trough of blood was draining my whole body, barbed into my chest tissue, ready to pull out the lobes of my lungs, and my blood had stained his Armani red.

At the same time, I heard a man's miserable scream - but it wasn't Luo Haoran's voice!

Dizzy, I'm really not suitable for the killer profession, and I didn't even notice that there was a third person lurking nearby.

But I was so numb that I could no longer perceive anything, as if I had fallen into the depths of a swamp and gradually sank into a cold grave. My heart was split in half by the dagger I bought, half belonged to my mother who had long since died, and half belonged to Ding Zi, who was about to die.

Ding Zi, can you still hear me?

"If there is a ...... tomorrow"