She's just an ordinary, gentle girl. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

It's not pretty, and there's nothing particularly outstanding about it. It's also a little bit of a pick, and sometimes I feel a little troublesome when I live a calculating life.

But for some reason, she walked into He Zhan's heart so easily, took root there, and grew wantonly.

At the time, he was working as a security guard in a factory, and this girl was a team leader on the factory floor. There is nothing to say about the process of their acquaintance, that is, they say hello every morning and evening, and gradually become familiar, and everything that follows seems to be so natural.

The withdrawn character created by the distorted childhood is also little by little away with the appearance of this woman, and the pain of the past quickly dissolves after encountering a little warmth.

After falling in love, he also began to try to go out for a drink or play ball with people he knew in the factory.

Friends and the like, as long as you have ideas, you can still make them. It's not too close, but he's finally no longer alone.

In this way, he changed himself little by little, and rediscovered the life that he had in the army after leaving home, although it was hard but peaceful.

A year has passed, and he and the woman he loves have finally achieved positive results. When he got married, he didn't inform his parents. My wife's home was in a southern village, too far away, and for various reasons, it was delayed, and no one came.

They didn't do much, they just found a few close relatives and friends for a meal, got the marriage certificate, and moved to the same rental house, even if it was a family.

The days after marriage are no different from before, the two still go to work together and get off work together. It's just that after work, when he sees his wife busy in the kitchen and the aroma of food in the house, he feels a sense of peace.

It's as if something fluttering over the years has suddenly landed and stabilized.

When the winter passed and the spring blossomed, the news of a new life was ushered in for this small family.

Just like all normal families. Get married, have children, make money to raise children, and finally the two old people hold hands to usher in aging.

If you continue to be bland and happy, then the pain of the past will eventually disappear.

Maybe when my children and grandchildren are on my knees and my hair is graying, I will be able to tell the stories of the past as jokes to the children.

Just now...... Not yet.

It was the thought that came to him as he lay on his wife's stomach and listened to the heartbeat of his future family member.

It's a pity that God doesn't seem to want to give him face. When he thought that he had embarked on the trajectory that a normal person should take, and would no longer encounter severe emotional pain, fate directly gave him a blow to the head and reawakened the deeply hidden nature in his bones.

A difficult birth directly took the lives of two people.

When he heard the news of his wife's death, he began to believe it, and after confirming the truth of the incident, he froze in place, feeling as if he had died with them once.

I haven't had time to take a look at my loved ones, my little lives connected by blood.

The little child was deprived of the right to live before he even had time to open his eyes to see the world.

It was also a cold night on the day of the accident. Unlike now, there was no snow that night, only a full silver moon hanging in the sky, and the indifferent moonlight seemed to laugh at his inadequacy.

How can the world be gentle with you?

What qualifications do you have to be loved by others? What qualifications do you have to have a good family and a peaceful life?

People like you, cold-blooded and twisted like you, deserve to die alone. Even if you get a moment of beauty, it is also to prepare for a bigger blow later.

That night, he squatted alone outside the delivery room, watching the bed slowly pushed out, crying.

There were a lot of people gathered around him, doctors in white coats, nurses in white skirts, and a few family members of patients who came to see the excitement.

At that time, he could no longer see the faces of these people, and could only make a vague outline. I couldn't hear what they were all pointing at him, but I felt that they all seemed to have the same vicious sarcasm on their faces.

It was the same look on his parents' faces the night he left home.

They must have thought I was pitiful, I had been busy for so long, but I couldn't keep anything.

My parents don't want me, my wife and children have left me, and people like me live in the world, which is a joke in your eyes.

Then laugh, laugh as much as you want, I am such a person...... How can people like you who rely on hurting others to be happy understand how hard my life is, how much effort I have made?

Family, friendship, tenderness, happiness...... These things are just low-hanging fruit for you, and of course you don't care.

But what about me, I didn't have anything from the beginning. Just now, my only relative in this world...... She left me before she could even look at me!

And sit here and receive your sympathetic ridicule.

He covered his face with his hands, squatted on the ground and cried, but no one dared to approach him.

Knowing that someone had handed him a piece of paper and asked him to sign it, he came to his senses and stopped crying hysterically.

He took the pen mechanically, not even interested in glancing at what was written on the paper, and was stunned to sign. Just as the tip of the pen touched the paper, the man who handed him the pen happened to open his mouth and said to him, "The man has gone to ......."

His chaotic mind could barely process any information, but he subconsciously didn't want to hear the other party finish that cruel sentence, and just wanted to prevent the fact he didn't want to face from coming out of the mouth.

So he threw the pen and paper in his hand at the other party's face, and shouted at the other party's words, but the anger that was still piling up in his heart completely exploded with this shout.

He cursed incoherently, whether it was fate or something else, and picked up the metal bench beside him, thinking only about smashing and destroying everything in front of him.

And so he did.

The vandalism continued shortly before he was subdued and taken away by the police. I went to the police station to record the transcript in a daze, and then I was tortured all night before I regained a little bit of thinking ability.

It is said that a doctor was injured by him?

So what? A group of quacks, thinking in their hearts to make more money, if it weren't for them, my family wouldn't have died.

They're murderers! Why don't you arrest them, you want to arrest me!

Are you cops in league with them, and you're going to laugh at me?

The cold handcuffs didn't bring him back to his senses, but made him more and more unable to think about it.

Probably because he was pitiful, the injured doctor and the smashed hospital didn't pursue the matter much, the police just locked him up all night, and the next morning felt that he had calmed down, so he was released directly.

He returned to the hospital in a daze, numbly handling the funeral for his wife and children. After being reminded, I remembered the parents who contacted my wife, but I was scolded by the two old men again.

When he returned to work in the factory, he learned that the factory had fired him because of the incident of hurting people in the hospital.

The triumphant factory director only said: "The situation is not good now, everyone is in difficulty!" You see you're making such a big fuss, we don't look for you to lose, just forget it, what money do you want! ”

embezzled the last half of his salary and swept him out of the house.

For a while after that, he was stunned. Fill a large bottle of water from home every day, buy two cheapest steamed buns at the breakfast stall at the door, bring them to the hospital door, watch the crowd coming and going, and eat the steamed buns and mix the water for a day.

There was no one at home to cook, and naturally no one washed his clothes. encountered such a big thing, he didn't even care about eating, and naturally he didn't pay much attention to what he was wearing. In just a few days, he went from a normal person to a sloppy madman.

Later, there were even occasional people who threw a few coins at him as they passed by.

This provoked even more intense anger from him. After chasing the young man who threw the money for two whole streets, he was considered to have confirmed his name as a "madman".

People in the hospital also rushed him a few times. Later, I found that he was no longer as aggressive as he used to be, and he was just in a daze at the entrance of the hospital, except for looking a little infiltrating, there was no danger.

In addition, everyone was more or less sympathetic to his plight, so they didn't ask, just stayed away when they passed by him.

He's also a poor man, it's too sad to be like this now, and it's good to think about it after a while.

This is the unanimous thinking of everyone in the hospital.

By this evening.

He Zhan chewed on the clear memories one after another, looking at the door of the hospital building that was still some distance ahead, and only felt that his mind was unprecedentedly clear.

I'm not crazy, I know exactly what I'm doing.

No one in this world is worthy of me, so why should I be a good person.

I will take revenge, starting with you beasts dressed in white.

Holding the bleeding knife tightly, he smiled at the little boy standing in front of him.

This kid has clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, and he is well dressed, it is estimated that the family is quite rich, and he must have been very favored when he was a child, and many people must have cared about him and loved him.

Hehe......

So let's start with you.

He walked up the stairs step by step, staring at the child standing at the entrance of the hospital, not even noticing that the environment around him had changed silently.

It wasn't until the knife was swung into the air that he suddenly saw the ruined hospital hall behind the little boy...... There was also the crowd gathered in the hall.

The group of people had strange faces, and their bodies were mutilated. They gathered together and stood not far behind the little boy, their eyes on his face.

With resentment and fear in his eyes.

"Huh?"

He looked at the empty knife in confusion, and the little boy who began to ripple like a phantom, and turned back to the female ghost behind him with some confusion and asked, "What's the matter?" ”

"What's going on?"

The female ghost in black floating in mid-air was also confused. She held the stone pendant on her chest and looked at him nervously: "What's wrong with you?" Regretted it. ”

"Nope! How could it be regretted! ”

He Zhan waved the machete in his hand, gave the female ghost a reassuring smile, turned around again, and faced the hall on the first floor of the hospital.

The shattered glass, the bloodstained walls, the dead faces, and the little boy who was just a stone's throw away were gone.

Was it a hallucination?

He rubbed his eyes, looked at the empty hospital hall illuminated by the light in front of him, and smiled again.

It's probably because I've slept too little these days, and my brain is confused.

He showed a bloodthirsty smile again, strode towards the hospital building, and said to the female ghost behind him without looking back: "We said okay, you will always be with me to help me in the back." I'm sure I'll kill those people without any resistance, right? ”

"Of course."

The female ghost leaned into his ear and chuckled, "I promise to keep them all in place and let you kill them one by one." Once you've killed everyone and counted the number of people, you might have time to go out for supper.

"I don't need a late-night supper, I just want to finish this today and go home and get some sleep."

When you wake up, you will find that it was all a dream. My wife was well at home, and I just took a nap on the couch and had a terrible, ridiculous dream.

The woman I love is still with a big belly, telling stories to the little life that is about to be born, and at the same time walking around the kitchen and busy cooking for me.

At this point, I would go into the kitchen and ask her if she wanted to help, and she would laugh and chase me out.

She is physically immobile, and the kitchen at home is too small to turn around. I must still have to make a fire, so she will honestly give me the spatula and go to the bedroom to rest by herself.

Maybe I'll have to be taught to wear an apron and not get my clothes dirty.

Who would wear an apron for a big man! Shame on you!

In the end, I made a table of dishes, and the two of us, ah, if we don't eat it, she will complain about my waste, and find fault with me for not making it delicious.

Actually, I cook much better than her, but I don't usually do it because I want to eat her own cooking.

Since it's inconvenient for her at this time, I'll make it, and the food made with a little more oil will be delicious. I know the province all day long, so I have to be kind to myself

Besides, what about waste, my wife and children, I am willing to make money for them to waste!

He walked down the corridor on the first floor with a knife, and when he saw someone, he slashed at it, and in an instant, three or four people had already been put down.

But in the process, he didn't realize what he was doing in his head. Instead, it was all the scene of getting along with his wife after he "woke up", and despite the constant movements of his hands, his face showed a gentle smile that a murderous killer would never make.

It's okay, it's okay, it's going to be over quickly. All of a sudden, it doesn't hurt at all to die.

He smiled at the little nurse cowering in the corner in front of him, said this to her in his heart, raised his knife, and slashed at her head.

Unexpectedly, the delicate little girl in front of her burst out of force out of nowhere, resisted, and actually escaped the vital point, but was only stripped of an arm.

The nurse screamed and almost fainted in pain.

The knife cut off one of her arms and continued to go down until the blade was stuck between her ribs, and then she helplessly pulled out~ out.

He Zhan withdrew the knife, pointed at the nurse and said, "You dare to run for me and try it, believe it or not, I will chop you into meat foam." ”

It sounded extremely ferocious, but it gave the nurse a hint of pain.

She was already filled with despair and fear, and the pain of the wound took over her mind, leaving her with little power to think about other issues, let alone the slightest thought of running away. But after hearing this, he didn't know where he got the courage, picked up the arm that fell on the ground, pushed away the man in front of him frantically with one hand, and rushed towards the stairs.

The potential for a person to burst out in a state of extreme fear is enormous. For example, this thin nurse actually pushed a man who was 30 centimeters taller than her to the ground in a hurry.

He Zhan jumped up quickly, patted the dust on his body, and turned around to chase after the fleeing nurse.

"Forget it, leave her alone."

The female ghost followed behind He Zhan with her hands behind her back, and her voice actually took on a bit of playfulness and coquettishness: "If she runs, she will run, anyway, she won't be able to run away in the end." You come layer by layer, and there is always a chance to clean her up when you turn back! ”

Seeing his still uneasy eyes, the female ghost added: "Don't worry, with me, it is impossible for her to report to others." ”

When He Zhan heard this, he no longer asked, but turned his gaze back to his front.

It was an operating room.

The room where his wife died.

The red light at the door was on, and someone was supposed to be operating on it.

But there were no family members of the patients in the corridor, only two rows of benches leaning against the wall, which made the scene extremely desolate and sad.

"Operating room."

He looked at the closed metal door in front of him, licked~ his lips, and laughed again.

"How about we get this out and clean it up first?"

He excitedly turned around and suggested to the female ghost behind him.

"Feel free to do so, I'll follow you."

The female ghost shrugged, looking indifferent, looking up at the ceiling above her head, her eyes chasing the small flying insect that had been black, and the corners of her mouth hooked up a smile.

"That's the best."

He Zhan walked to the door of the operating room and raised the machete in his hand high. Slashed at the metal door.

The knife didn't cut through the hard metal as expected, but was blocked in the air by something.

It feels like a person. Because the moment the blade was blocked, the soft touch that fed back to him was exactly the same as the feeling when he slashed people before.

But there was only empty air in front of him, and no matter how you looked at it, no one could stop his knife.

He was wondering when the "person" blocking the knife suddenly began to exert force, slowly pushing the blade back in front of him.

A contemptuous laugh faintly came from the air.

(To be continued.) )