After the cannon fodder mission was completed, the younger male protagonist went crazy

Qiao Wenzhou reminded: "If you don't hurry over, your throne will be occupied by someone else."

The crew-haired boy cursed inwardly and then left in a hurry.

Like countless ordinary junior high school students, Qiao Wenzhou walked home slowly with his schoolbag after school.

However, unlike other people, when Qiao Wenzhou got home, there was no steaming hot meal or warm greetings.

All he had was silence.

The empty house seemed like no one had lived there for a long time and it smelled of decay and mold.

With a click, the light was turned on, and the cold white light made the house look even paler.

Qiao Wenzhou put his schoolbag into his room, then took out his lunch from the refrigerator, simply heated it up in the microwave, and started eating with an expressionless face.

After solving the problem of hunger, Qiao Wenzhou washed the dishes before returning to his room to do his homework.

He wrote quickly, with little thought.

In just twenty minutes, he finished the homework for nine subjects: Chinese, mathematics, English, physics, chemistry, biology, politics, history and geography.

Then, he pulled out an ordinary-looking exercise book from the bookshelf next to him.

He took out a red pen and wrote and drew on it.

It's just that the content written makes people unreasonably frightened.

'In today's biology class, we learned about the respiratory system. The teacher said that if we are interested, we can look up relevant extracurricular knowledge ourselves.'

'Drowning is caused by the blocking of the respiratory tract and alveoli by the drowning fluid...'

'Causing a lack of oxygen in the body and accumulation of carbon dioxide...'

'... ultimately causing death by suffocation.'

'There are many types of drowning fluids...'

'Water is the most common, but there are other substances besides this...'

'For example: gasoline, blood... alcohol...'

'Drowning is one of the most common methods of suicide...'

'The process of drowning is divided into 6 stages, namely: 1. Pre-asphyxiation stage...'

'2...'

'6 The respiratory arrest period...'

'The appearance of a drowned body is...'

'Internal organs present...'

"Regarding the cause of death..."

The young man wrote seriously with his eyes lowered. The light from above his head shone on his long raven-feather-like eyelashes, casting a small shadow that just covered his eyes, making it impossible to see what he was thinking.

In the quiet and cold room, there was only the sound of the pen tip scratching on the paper and the long red handwriting.

Perhaps the quality of the red pen was poor, the color of the water was not bright red, but a dark red like fermentation, very similar to the color of blood.

The quality of the paper is not very good. There are burrs on the edges, and the color is not snow-white, but slightly yellow, very similar to the color of skin.

The young man wrote every stroke with great force, and the thin tip of the pen seemed like it could break at any time.

There were deep red scratches on the paper, as if they had been cut by a knife.

Rustle, rustle, rustle, rustle

This sound never stopped for even a moment. The young man wrote five full pages with uninterrupted thoughts before he stopped.

With a click, Qiao Wenzhou put the pen cap back on and put the notebook back on the bookshelf.

An ordinary notebook, inconspicuous at all.

Just at this moment, there was a squeak and Qiao Wenzhou suddenly raised his eyes.

He listened to the noise outside through his closed door.

The sound of high heels stepping on the ground was heard, and the boy's eyes suddenly lit up.

It's mom!

He stood up suddenly, and then forced himself to suppress the excitement in his heart as he was about to open the door.

He slowed down and slowly opened the door, and a figure he had been thinking about appeared in his eyes.

Hearing the sound, Ye Wenxin looked in the direction of the sound source.

Her eyebrows and eyes were calm as she said calmly, "Have you finished your homework?"

Qiao Wenzhou nodded, with the same calm expression, as if they were just strangers, "Well, I've finished writing."

But there was a barely perceptible hint of pride hidden in his eyes, as if he was waiting to be praised.

Ye Wenxin nodded, said "oh" lightly, and that was all.

She walked to the refrigerator and started stuffing things into it, mostly instant meals and some fruit.

Pursing his lower lips slightly, Qiao Wenzhou subconsciously moved closer.

Suddenly, his eyes fixed on the wound on the woman's calf.

At just one glance, he knew that it was a sharp weapon that attacked from behind.

The flesh had been rolled up, and the white bones were faintly visible. The rough treatment made the wound look hideous and terrifying.

Qiao Wenzhou's heart suddenly became violent.

Qiao Wude! It must be Qiao Wude!

There was a storm brewing in his eyes, but Qiao Wenzhou suppressed himself tightly.

Noticing the young man's gaze, the woman looked at her calves.

She was silent for a moment, then lied with an evasive look in her eyes, "Oh, I accidentally dropped it, it's not serious, I've already taken care of it."

fraud! big liar!

The young man's eyes instantly turned red.

It wasn't a fall at all!

Seeing this, the woman panicked for a moment, "Wenzhou, don't cry, it's really okay."

The pretended indifference between the two was suddenly broken by such red eyes.

Perhaps it had been a long time since I heard such a gentle voice from a woman, and big tears instantly fell to the ground.

The woman immediately ran over and clumsily wiped the boy's tears with the back of her hand.

"Why are you crying? Is the wound scary?"

Yes, it was too scary. If the knife had not hit the calf, but somewhere else...

So...will he be without a mother?

Frightened by such speculation, Qiao Wenzhou broke out in a cold sweat and felt like he was having trouble breathing.

"It's okay, Mom doesn't feel any pain. Stop crying. You're a man, why are you still crying? It's so embarrassing. If your friends find out, they will laugh at you," she comforted him.

"If mom doesn't tell them, they won't know." Qiao Wenzhou, who actually didn't care at all, subconsciously acted coquettishly.

"Okay, okay, Mom won't tell anyone else. Just the two of us know about it, okay?" She indulged gently.