Siheyuan: Kill Jia Dongxu at the beginning and kill the deaf old lady

The door opened and Lu Ning stood at the door, looking at him coldly.

"Lu Ning, I beg you, please let me go." There was an obvious tremor in Xu Damao's voice, his eyes were bloodshot, and he looked extremely tired.

Lu Ning smiled slightly, his voice cold: "Xu Damao, let you go? Why should I let you go after what you did?"

Xu Damao looked at Lu Ning in despair, his voice almost crying: "I know I was wrong, but I really can't hold on any longer.

I'll do anything, just let you go."

Lu Ning's smile became even colder. He approached Xu Damao and whispered, "Do you think an apology can solve the problem? Do you think the torture you have endured is enough? Xu Damao, you are far from experiencing true despair."

Xu Damao collapsed on the ground, tears streaming down his cheeks. He knew he had no way out.

Lu Ning's coldness and ruthlessness made him feel completely desperate, and he didn't know how long he could hold on.

In the following days, Xu Damao's condition became worse and worse.

He began to have hallucinations, always feeling that someone was following him, and Lu Ning's sneering laughter kept echoing in his ears.

Every night, he was awakened by nightmares. There were always some horrific scenes in his dreams that made him unable to sleep.

His physical condition also deteriorated rapidly. Insomnia and anxiety made him lose a lot of weight, and he looked extremely weak.

I could hardly eat normally, I had no appetite at all, and I was in a state of extreme fatigue.

One day, when he was walking on the street, he suddenly felt dizzy, his eyes went dark, and he fell to the ground.

Passersby quickly gathered around and sent him to the hospital.

After the doctor's examination, he concluded that the patient was extremely mentally weak and physically frail, and required long-term rest and treatment.

Xu Damao was sent home, and he knew that he had completely lost the ability to live a normal life.

Every day, he lay in bed, thinking about Lu Ning's threats and sneers in his mind, his heart filled with endless fear and despair.

He no longer went out, curled up in his room all day, and refused to contact the outside world.

The shadows in the room seemed to devour his soul, and every corner filled him with fear.

His mental state became worse and worse, almost on the verge of collapse.

One night, Xu Damao was awakened by a nightmare again. He was gasping for breath and his forehead was covered with cold sweat.

I knew I couldn't go on like this any longer and I had to find a solution.

So, he decided to look for Lu Ning for the last time, hoping to get some closure.

Dragging his weak body, he knocked on Lu Ning's door again.

This time, Lu Ning did not open the door immediately, but made him wait for a long time.

Xu Damao stood at the door and felt a chill rising from the bottom of his heart.

The door finally opened, and Lu Ning looked at him coldly, his eyes full of contempt and coldness.

"You're here again. What's the matter?" There was obvious sarcasm in Lu Ning's voice.

Xu Damao said in a trembling voice: "Lu Ning, I can't hold on any longer, please let me go.

I'll do anything if you'll let me go."

Lu Ning sneered, walked closer to Xu Damao, and whispered, "Xu Damao, do you think I can let you go like this? You are destined to pay the price for what you did.

Now it is your turn to experience despair."

Xu Damao tossed and turned in bed. Thinking that he had no way out, he decided to ask an old man named Yi Zhonghai for help.

Yi Zhonghai is highly respected in the courtyard, perhaps he can help him get rid of Lu Ning's torture.

So Xu Damao dragged his tired body and knocked on Yi Zhonghai's door.

The door opened, and Yi Zhonghai saw that it was Xu Damao. He frowned slightly and said in a cold tone: "Xu Damao, it's so late, what's the matter?"

With a face full of fatigue and pain, Xu Damao said in an almost pleading tone: "Uncle Yi, I have something important to tell you, please help me."

Yi Zhonghai looked at Xu Damao's haggard appearance and said impatiently, "If you have anything to say, please tell me quickly. I still need to rest."

Xu Damao took a deep breath and said in a trembling voice: "Uncle Yi, Lu Ning has been torturing me all this time. He... He keeps scaring me. I can't hold on any longer. Please help me."

Yi Zhonghai sneered and looked at Xu Damao with disdain: "Xu Damao, are you scared and confused? Lu Ning will torture you? You said this yourself, who knows if it's true or not? I don't want to interfere in your affairs."

Xu Damao was so anxious that he almost cried: "Uncle Yi, what I said is true! I know that our relationship is not good, but this time I am here to beg you, please save me!"

Yi Zhonghai shook his head, his tone even colder: "Xu Damao, I don't care whether what you said is true or false, you can handle these things yourself.

We don't have much friendship to begin with, why should I help you?"

Xu Damao was completely desperate, he knew Yi Zhonghai would not help him.

He lowered his head weakly, turned around and left Yi Zhonghai's room.

Returning to his house, he felt endless loneliness and helplessness, his heart filled with despair.

Xu Damao lay on the bed, constantly thinking about Lu Ning's intimidation and torture in his mind.

He knew that he had no one to rely on and could only face it all alone.

He felt extremely painful and helpless, as if the whole world was against him.

In the following days, Xu Damao's condition became worse.

It was almost impossible to lead a normal life and my mental state was getting worse and worse.

He began to doubt everything and felt that everyone around him was laughing at him and targeting him.

He curled up in the room all day, refusing to contact the outside world, his heart filled with endless fear and despair.

One night, Xu Damao was awakened by a nightmare again. He was gasping for breath and his forehead was covered with cold sweat.

I can't go on like this any longer, I must find a solution.

So he decided to go to Yi Zhonghai again, hoping to get some help this time.

Xu Damao dragged his weak body and knocked on Yi Zhonghai's door.

Yi Zhonghai opened the door and saw Xu Damao. His brows furrowed even deeper: "Xu Damao, you are here again? What's the matter?"

Xu Damao's voice trembled: "Uncle Yi, I really can't hold on any longer, please help me."

Yi Zhonghai looked at him coldly, with obvious annoyance in his tone: "Xu Damao, I've already said that I don't want to interfere in your affairs.

If you have a problem, solve it yourself.”

A trace of despair flashed in Xu Damao's eyes. He knew that Yi Zhonghai would not help him.

He lowered his head, his voice filled with endless pain: "Uncle Yi, I know, I shouldn't have disturbed you, I'm sorry."

Yi Zhonghai looked at Xu Damao's lonely back and felt a little reluctant, but he knew that Xu Damao was not a likable person. Instead of getting involved in these troublesome matters, it would be better to stay out of it.