The Brightness of Disqualification in the World

Foreword.

My name is Ming Jiang, and I am the adopted son of the Xi family.

Xi Zhimu is my father.

I am Xi Zhimu's killer.

My name is Ming Jiang.

"what--"

A shrill scream tore through the night sky and stopped abruptly.

"Ta! Ta! Ta!"

The sound of crisp footsteps came from the dark alley, ending at the junction of moonlight and darkness.It didn't land on the man, and the man didn't take a step forward.

He is destined to live in the dark, and he will be burned if he touches the light.

Just like the hot stove in the middle of the ice and snow in childhood memories.

Like the sinner in ancient Greek mythology, he will never be able to touch the light forever.

In the dim shadows, the thin man slowly raised his head to gaze at the lone moon in the sky. In the darkness, that man's pale face was astonishing and admirable.

"New moon, is it?"

The hollow voice was hoarse because it hadn't spoken for a long time, grinding out a lonely voice.

"I'm Ming Jiang. I killed...another innocent person."

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"Father, the task is completed."

He pushed open the lacquered and carved door, and said to the people inside with no expression on his face.

"boom!"

"Get out!"

With a gunshot accompanied by a cold and merciless scolding, Ming Jiang's eyes trembled slightly, and she slowly knelt in front of the door after exiting the room.

The blood color slowly spread over the shoulder blades, and dripped down the crimson floor along the thin arms.

"Oh! Our little Mingjiang is being scolded again?"

A carefree voice sounded behind Ming Jiang. Ming Jiang didn't move, but the dagger stuck to the side face of the man behind him like a long eye and inserted into the pillar behind.

"Okay! I won't make fun of you anymore." The man stroked his chest with palpitations. "Do you want to scare me so seriously?"

"Then tell me, what did you see when you went in?"

The man leaned closer to Ming Jiang's ear secretly, and asked meanly.

"Then do you want to know what I see now?" Ming Jiang squinted at him.

The amorous look between his eyebrows and eyes made the man stare at him blankly, and asked stupidly:

"what?"

"dead."

A cold voice sounded, the carved lacquer door slowly opened, and a tall figure walked out slowly.The sharp facial features are daunting, and the small pupils stare at you like a snake poisoned, as if you are already dead.

"Father."

Ming Jiang was startled, turned her head slowly, and lowered her head in the direction of the man.

"Zhi... Zhimu, hehe, you... are you done?" The idle man opened his eyes wide in horror, looking at the man tremblingly.Nothing to say.

"Don't let me see you again within a month."

The voice was still ruthless, the man didn't even look at him, he lowered his head to look at the emaciated young man kneeling at his feet.

He still didn't care about anything, he couldn't see his facial features, but he could think of that person's empty eyes, lifeless.

Because of being shot in the shoulder, he lost a lot of blood and was slightly exhausted, but his waist and spine were stretched straight.Like a dying fish.

"Then...then I'll go first...go..." The man jumped down from the third floor in a panic, rolled on the spot to buffer himself, ran out the door, and disappeared.

Only Ming Jiang and the man remained in front of the door, and the atmosphere became more and more depressing.

"That... Mr. Xi... can I... can I go?"

A delicate voice sounded behind the man, Ming Jiang looked up, but saw that the owner of the voice was wearing a man's shirt, with a charming look after Chenghuan, and the delicate eyebrows made Ming Jiang feel dazed for a moment, and couldn't remember where he had seen it before.

"roll"

The man lifted Ming Jiang's back collar, dragged him to the next room, threw Ming Jiang on the bed, and sat aside by himself in silence.

"You saw it all."

After a long time, a man's voice sounded in the air.

"Well."

Ming Jiang was confused.

See what?See you rolling in bed with that guy?Or, the embarrassment and panic in your eyes the moment you turned around and shot at me, and the astonishment and... heartache after seeing who I am?

Someone seemed to be sighing beside the ear, and a warmth swept across his brows and eyes, so warm that people didn't want to wake up.

Ah Jiang, we are all guilty, no one is nobler than the other.

The author has something to say: novice starter, please take care of me.