Kill crazy! The real daughter rushed to rectify the rich family!

Wen Rong had many nightmares, but he never took them to heart.

Because he knew that the nightmare would end.

But the reality is not like that.

Reality just continues.

And when your mind is empty and you think of nothing, everything you have experienced will become new memories with profound content, which will repeatedly invade your nerves in the form of nightmares that can never be changed or forgotten, trapping you in a kaleidoscope from which you cannot get out.

-

He saw his father on the screen.

The lion, which used to look aggressive at all times and never lost its sharpness even when it aged, is now old.

He was so thin that he looked like a piece of skin supported by bones. The repeated mist on the oxygen mask showed how slow his heartbeat was and how dying he was.

It's no different from the dying state of an ordinary old man.

Wen Rong even felt that this was the first time he saw the age spots and countless wrinkles on his face.

call--

He heard heavy, sticky breathing that was almost impossible to breathe.

He saw that the wrinkled eyelids were only slightly open, through the gap the old man's cloudy pupils leaked out, reflecting the faint light, and struggling to enter his sight.

-

"I'm very disappointed in you."

-

He seemed to hear those words again.

-

Amidst the angry roar coming from somewhere, he felt a warmth on his hand again.

Wen Rong looked down and saw his hands were shaking.

There was an open wound on the back of his hand, bleeding.

Blood flowed down the pale back of the hand, over the palm of the hand, and soaked the cardboard.

-

cardboard.

What cardboard?

He took his hand away and wiped the blood from the cardboard with his shaking fingertips.

Dim light shone from above his head, and he saw a woman leaning against a sunlight-soaked chair with a book in her hand. As if she was aware of the presence of the camera, she raised her head and posed towards him in a seductive pose with her chin supported, and pretended to curl the corners of her mouth towards the camera.

The blood stains blurred her cheeks, making her eyes appear deep and cloudy.

-

He heard the terrible howling again.

The unfinished puzzle piece was also thrown far away from his hand.

The cardboard fell at someone's feet.

He was wearing suit pants and leather shoes, his right ankle resting on his left knee, his body leaning back, his face supported by his hands, a very idle and lazy posture, but with his head lowered, so that the light could not illuminate his face, making his expression become superior, with an endless shadow covering him.

The shadow looked down at him in silence and without any emotion, and after a long while, it uttered two words: "Puzzle."

-

He didn't know how many times he had heard the terrifying beast-like howl.

It became more and more hoarse, and the sound became more and more like weeping blood.

Time speeds up, and it seems like it is spinning in a kaleidoscope.

Sometimes he woke up in darkness, scratching and kicking like a suppressed demon in a place as cramped as a coffin, sometimes he put together an endless puzzle under the dim light in a childish and old room, and sometimes he lay on the bed unable to move, watching an explosion happen again and again before his eyes. But sometimes, he just stared at the ceiling with his eyes open, experiencing nothing - but when he experienced nothing, it also meant that he would think about everything, and thus each of the above scenes would fill his brain chaotically, and no matter how scared or how much he rejected it, he still could not squeeze those things out.

And while all this was happening, he knew that someone was watching him.

In this tiny space that was worse than a nightmare and where time had become chaotic and disordered, someone was always staring at him.

With silent, indifferent eyes.

He would occasionally talk to him.

But Wen Rong could no longer remember what he said.

In those vivid and dark scenes, his own voice also became blurred.

Only the wild beast-like howl lasts forever and never stops.

·

"what--"

"I beg you, Ah Can, I know I was wrong, please don't treat Dad like this, Dad loved you too, have you forgotten? Dad used to take you boating and let you skip classes, but Dad wasn't like this from the beginning! Dad was forced!"

"Ah Can, think about your mother. Think about your mother. She definitely doesn't want you to become like this. Do you remember? Your mother's expectations of you. Your mother hopes that you can live a happy life. She never asks anything of you. She is such a good mother. Are you willing to let her down?"

"A-Chan, I can go to jail. I can go to jail for life! I beg you, please don't let me do the puzzle anymore, okay? I beg you... I beg you don't let me lie in the coffin anymore. Daddy is scared, Daddy is scared——"

"Ahhhh—Machete, I was wrong, Machete, I was wrong! I know I shouldn't have done that, I was bewildered, I was bewildered! Machete, Machete, stop shouting! Take it off! I don't want to see it anymore! I don't want to hear it anymore!!"

"Let me out, let me out, is there anyone, help me! What time is it now? Where is this? Can anyone hear me? There is a madman here, a murderer! Someone help me!"

"I'm a lunatic, I'm a murderer, I killed people, I killed my wife, I killed my son! I want to turn myself in! Someone, come! Is there anyone, is there anyone to arrest me! Someone, come and take me away!!!"

"Yes, I did kill someone, so what? Blame me? Don't blame me, I did nothing wrong, I was forced to do that! I wasn't a murderer from the beginning! What is it that you can't figure out? Why didn't you just kill me with one knife? What do you want?! Do you want to see me repent? I won't repent, what should I repent for? I didn't do anything wrong, it was you, Wen Shengtian, who forced me to do it, it was this world that forced me to do it, it was this society that forced me to do it!"

"I just followed my heart. What did I do wrong? Chi Wandao is so powerful and capable. Can't she see what kind of person I am? Why did she want to marry me? Didn't she also like my family background? She also wanted to marry into a wealthy family! Even if she didn't think so, it doesn't mean that she is completely innocent - doesn't she know how to be a wife? Doesn't she know how to take care of my self-esteem?! Why did she join the group so decisively? Why did she act so nice in front of Wen Shengtian?! Everyone says that she can do everything! She is so powerful - how can she not see how much pain I am in?!"

The dim yellow light enveloped the man who was handcuffed on the bed.

He was sweating profusely, his temples were gray, his cheeks were deeply sunken, but his eyes were wide open, as if he was arguing and roaring with an invisible person in the air. His head was raised and stretched in anger, like a chicken crowing loudly under the blade.

"She is so smart and full of wisdom. She should be prepared to be killed by me, right?"

"Getting along with people is risky, falling in love with people is risky, and marrying people is even more risky—this is what she said! It means she has made all the preparations. She shouldn't feel wronged, she shouldn't feel hatred. If she wants to hate someone, she can only hate herself. Hate herself for not seeing through everything, and how could she really marry me out of love?!"

He laughed loudly, laughing so hard that the veins on his neck popped out, his skin flushed red, and his entire face twisted crazily, as if he wanted to use every cell in his body to fully express his emotions that were gushing out like a tsunami.

"Love?! What is love? Was I born to find true love in a society like this?! Doesn't Chi Wandao watch the news every day? How could she not know what kind of world this is?"

"Evil people live happily!" He spat into the air with hatred, "Good people die painfully!"

"Why should I pursue love in such a world? What I want is power, money! Status! I want everyone to bow their heads in awe when they see me! No one dares to call me the King of Charity in a mocking tone! Only in this way will my life not be in vain! I was born in the Wen family and became his son, Wen Shengtian, instead of being born in the slums and being the son of those untouchables, which means that I was born for this! I was born to step on these people's heads! I want everyone to dare not look down on me! Everyone looks up to me! Everyone has to speak to me carefully! So what have I done wrong? I am just following my destiny..."

He took a deep breath and pursed his lips extremely hard: "I just did what a person like me should do. The result today is not my fault, it is the world's fault, it is the society's fault, it is her Chi Wandao's fault, it is Wen Shengtian's fault!"

"This world and Wen Shengtian made me this way, but she didn't see through who I am - that's it, that's it!!!"

He roared to the sky.

Blood oozed from the dry lips, and angry tears flowed from the dry eyes.