Kuaiwen: I ran away after making the boss cry.

The ambulance took Yun Chen away.

But before arriving at the hospital, the little hand held by Xie Kecheng became completely cold, and his breathing and heartbeat stopped.

After arriving at the hospital, the doctor declared death directly.

Xie Kecheng was allowed to take one last look at him.

The boy's wounds were all wrapped in hemostatic gauze, and the blood from the corners of his lips was wiped away.

When he closed his eyes and stopped breathing, he looked like he was asleep.

Xie Kecheng thought of Yun Chen's last words to him...

So, when did you remember it?

It's obvious that I've been deceiving you all along.

But why do you want to say thank you to me...

I destroyed everything for you and dragged you step by step from the beautiful world into the abyss.

I killed you.

Don't you have any hatred for me?

[Ding, Xie Ke’s blackening value is -5, and the current blackening value is 0]

[Ding, Xie Kecheng’s strategy value is +1, and the current strategy value is 100]

[World Liquidation Reminder: Xie Kecheng’s strategy is successful, and his faith value is +8000; Chen Pi’s strategy is successful, and his faith value is +2000; other characters’ strategies are successful, and their total faith value is +32]

[Congratulations to the host, you have received a total of 10032 achievement points of faith points from Heaven]

[Ding, it is detected that the host is in a soul-detained state, and the current balance of faith value after tax is: 87227.55]

-

"Are you listening to me?"

"Thank you Kecheng!"

Chen Pi had just attended the funeral and squeezed out from among the young people.

At this time, he was wearing a black suit, and his eyes were green and tired.

Because of Yun Chen's death, he was so miserable that he couldn't sleep for several days. Now that the young man was finally buried, he should take a rest.

But Xie Kecheng also had a big problem there.

When he rushed to the hospital after hearing the news, the doctor had already pronounced him dead.

But he saw Xie Kecheng kneeling on the ground, begging for something to the doctor.

Chen Pi got closer and heard Xie Kecheng's words clearly.

He judged that Xie Kecheng should have been severely stimulated and had some temporary mental problems.

Xie Kecheng did not allow anyone to get close to the hospital bed. He pointed at the motionless body and said that his hand was twitching and in pain, and asked the doctor to give him an analgesic injection.

Why would a doctor give painkillers to a corpse? He just advised Xie Ke to show his condolences.

Then, Xie Kecheng began to show aggression.

It was Chen Pi who desperately held Xie Kecheng down and asked the doctor to give him a sedative.

After Xie Kecheng woke up, he became extremely silent.

Chen Pi really didn't want his patients to leave one by one, so he tried his best to provide psychological counseling to Xie Kecheng.

But no matter how hard he tried, Xie Kecheng just wouldn't talk to him.

Even after the funeral, he didn't shed a single tear.

A bad premonition came to mind, and Chen Pi didn't trust him to go back alone.

No matter what Chen Pi called him, he didn't respond. He wanted to get in the car with Xie Kecheng, but was stopped by the bodyguard: "Mr. Chen, Mr. Xie doesn't want to be disturbed by others. Please understand."

When Chen Pi struggled to escape from the grasp of these people, Xie Kecheng's car had already left.

Chen Pi thought to himself.

It’s over.

He looked at the direction where Xie Kecheng was leaving, as if he saw a funeral not long after...

-

Xie Kecheng asked the driver to drive the car back to the nursing home.

The flowers and plants in the yard are still neatly trimmed. When you stand there and look up, you can see the floor-to-ceiling window.

It was there that Yun Chen spent the last days of his life.

Xie Kecheng slowly walked in and came to the studio that Yun Chen had temporarily packed up.

It was here that Yun Chen finished the last painting in his life.

The painting is of him...

Xie Kecheng was stunned for a while, then locked the door from the inside with a click.

He sat on the stool and looked at the painting in front of him.

The new painting is kept in the gallery, this one was stained with his own blood.

He looked at the young man in white clothes in the painting, his mind slowly drifting into a trance, and his eyes showed endless hatred.

It's you.

It was you who killed him!

It was you who caused him to fall in a pool of blood, and it was you who caused his hands and feet to twitch in pain. It was all because of you!

Kill you.

He won't be in pain!

Xie Kecheng pulled out the blade and wanted to scratch the face of the boy in white.

But as soon as the tip of the knife touched the drawing paper, his hand retracted as if he was electrocuted.

No.

This is Yun Chen's painting.

He must not ruin his painting!

Xie Kecheng's soul was tortured repeatedly, and finally fell to the ground, curling up in pain.

He forgot everything and had only one thought in his mind: the boy in the painting was the murderer!

Kill him and his boy will come back.

But I can't ruin this painting...

correct.

Xie Kecheng was stunned for a moment, and a tired smile slowly appeared on his face.

I am him.

-

A few days later, the door to the room was broken open by the police from outside.

The man in the room was wearing light-colored trousers and a white cotton shirt. He was lying quietly on the floor. He had died from excessive blood loss.

The wound on the wrist was fatal.

But his whole body was covered with cuts made by utility knives.

The edges of those knives were hideous and ugly, the skin and flesh were turned out, and the bones were visible deep inside.

Anyone who saw it could imagine the deep disgust the deceased felt towards himself when he cut these wounds.

The police prepared to leave after collecting the evidence.

Suddenly, a police officer whispered: "He is wearing exactly the same clothes as in this painting."