This matter was almost a thing that everyone in the upper class society avoided back then.

Very few people will mention it.

After all, the prestige and status of the Bai family, no one wants to cause trouble.

Bai Chumo walked into this room, and it seemed that his memory had gradually blurred.

The only memory left behind is probably only the blood of that night.

He walked slowly to the center of the living room, and looked down at the ground, a large black color, which became more and more intense after the baptism of time.

Even if someone else is standing here, they may not be able to see that it is a pool of blood.

I didn't smell any blood at all.

After all, eighteen years have passed, and who will remember this history?

It just became an after-dinner pastime for those people at that time.

"Murderer...... He's playing games with me, and for all these years, I haven't found any clues, but the man has been watching my every move in the dark. His voice was thin and cold.

It's like recounting someone else's business.

Soak out a bit of cold, bone-chilling.

Yu Huaizhi looked around, this place has been locked down for 18 years, because of the restrictions of the government, this house has not been demolished or moved into a new home.

Even, after the tragic bloody murder that year, several surrounding families moved out almost overnight.

I'm scared.

This place is almost a wasteland, and over time, there are many more unfounded rumors, a bad place, the house of death, and even some rumors of gods and ghosts.

But who remembers that here, the originally happy family was murdered.

Mother...... That gentle, independent and excellent woman, on that thunderstormy night, was stabbed to death by the murderer, right in front of his eyes.

Watching with your own eyes, a living person is disemboweled.

The murderer's bleak voice still echoed infinitely in the depths of his memory.

Day and night, all the time.

"Remember this moment, I will wait for you to grow up and come to me for revenge."

Before leaving, he looked at the place where he was hiding without mistaking.

The face with his back is dark, and he can't see his expression clearly.

He always knew that he was hiding in that place, but he did not debunk it, nor did he kill him, but let the eight-year-old watch his mother die tragically in front of him.

It may seem like he was spared, but isn't this another more cruel injury?

The sea of blood is deep, and he has been carrying it forward.

"I think that murderer has been guiding you to something, who is it, who will hide for eighteen years, and always know your whereabouts." Yu Huaizhi leaned on his chest with his hands on his chest, his brows furrowed, indicating that he couldn't figure it out.

Is this person really that powerful?

What kind of blood feud does he have with Bai Mu to do such a conscience-destroying thing?

Bai Chumo retracted his gaze, was silent for a long time, and then turned around and walked out of the room.

"Do you think the Bai family can get rid of their responsibilities?" He lightly recounted such a fact.

Yu Huai's words stopped.

thought of some grievances between the Bai mother and the Bai family back then......

"But your father ......"

Step –

Bai Chumo's footsteps stopped, and his back stood tall with endless coldness.

Long.

"A cowardly man who only escapes."

With that, he walked away.

Without any nostalgia and hesitation, facing the wind and snow, the back is lonely.

It seems that he has always been alone.

No one can stand side by side, even Yu Huaizhi can only watch him gradually degenerate and change the trajectory of his life alone......