Love Murder [Quick Transmigration]

It hurts.

It hurts very, very much.

He huddled in a corner, staring blankly at the small window.The window was tightly sealed by wooden strips, and only a little light was faintly leaking from the gap.

The air was terribly sticky and humid. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he felt that he could always feel the crawling of reptiles.He trembled, the scratches on his wrists were torn apart just after they were scarred, and the burns on his back brought burning pain.

In this narrow and cramped attic, only the pain made him feel real, and he felt that he was alive.

Mom went crazy again today.She yelled with a ferocious expression, and slammed into his body with the iron candlestick.

He touched his head, the bloodstains there had dried up, and his hands were stained with bright red.He felt that his blood seemed to be crawling with dirty ants, those arthropods flowed into his body, as if they wanted to suck his soul——

It hurts, it hurts, it hurts.

Very dark very dark very dark.

He stared blankly ahead, unable to feel the slightest light.He just felt that the world was so dark and so cold.

He curled up into a ball, nestled in a corner and began to reverie.

In that wonderful and magnificent world that only belonged to him, he saw Brianson's point projected from afar, the limit number infinitely extended to the horizon, Schrödinger's cat smiled and pecked the lips of the world, and Dirichlet opened the unknown world. A drawer, a spiral of genetic chains intertwined into chromosomes...

"Ah, is there anyone here?"

The immature boyish voice suddenly sounded.The old door of the attic was pushed open, and dust was scattered all over the place.He looked up like a startled baby bird.

God said: Let there be light.

Thus, light occupied the world and drove out all darkness.

The man stood in front of the door, with a beautiful and exquisite appearance.Among the flying golden light spots, the man's thick black eyelashes trembled slightly, and the light in his eyes fell down like a butterfly, splashing all over the ground.

When the man saw him, he seemed to be taken aback for a moment, then raised the corners of his lips, and two sweet dimples appeared on his cheeks, looking very friendly and beautiful.

— like an angel, but it made him sick.

Thinking of this, he felt angry and ridiculous for a moment.

The man asked curiously, "Are you the uncle's son?"

He just pursed his lips in resistance, unwilling to answer a word.

The man smiled at him, a warm and brilliant smile, but with an inexplicable strange feeling.It looks like a flower watered by snow and moon, and there is an unknown black soil buried under it.

"Hello."

He stretched out his hand to him, as if wanting to pull him from the darkness to the light, "I'm Ning Chen, your cousin."

But he didn't want to accept the other party's kindness, and even wanted to reach out and pat Ning Chen's hand away.He thought, those hands must be very soft and warm, they are completely different hands from his.He looked down at his hands, the black dirt and blood stains between the fingers made him feel sick.

That brightness is completely different from him.

And he hated the light.

However, Ning Chen took a few steps closer and forcibly grabbed his hand.After seeing his body clearly from a close distance, Ning Chen was shocked for a moment, and then suppressed anger appeared on his face.

He raised the corners of his lips mockingly, Ning Chen—it should be the name—did he see the accumulated wounds on his body?

Ning Chen would feel sick, right?Will you feel scared?would hate him...

Or would he feel sympathy, pity, and love for his poor abused child?

The latter disgusted him more than the former.

He never needed the hypocrisy.

As he thought, Ning Chen chose the latter answer, and he held Ning Que's hand tightly.Ning Chen didn't ask him about his injuries, but only asked, "What's your name?"

He was silent for a while, but he was thinking coldly in his heart.

Although the other party looks young, is it possible to escape this hell if he uses the other party?

So he opened his mouth, and his voice became hoarse and unpleasant because he hadn't spoken for a long time, like the roughest sandpaper grinding the windowpane.

For the first time he spoke his name to someone—

"Ning Que."

Ning is the surname, and the lack is the first name.His birth was unexpected, and his mother named him with a missing character, which seemed like a malicious curse and an ugly mockery.

"Is it missing..."

Ning Chen muttered his name, the smile on his face gradually faded, and the bottom of those black eyes was also stained with complicated and unpredictable colors.

He didn't pull Ning Que into the light, but into the darkness, and embraced Ning Que.

He embraced the darkness, embraced Ning Que, and embraced himself.

Feeling the warmth of the other party, Ning Que heard kind words for the first time in his life.

"I'm your cousin, you can rely on me in the future."

Ning Que stared blankly at the person in front of him, feeling as if a piece of his heart had collapsed, and then, full of malice poured out of it.

It's ridiculous.

Why is this person so self-righteous to say such a thing?

What to rely on and not to rely on.In this world, there is no one you can rely on.

But on the surface, Ning Que just lay obediently in the opponent's arms, and called out for the first time, "Cousin..."

In the depths of those drooping eyes, there is an ominous sludge hidden, the deepest and darkest malice buried.

"Because of being abused since childhood, this child has been in a claustrophobic environment for a long time. He is currently malnourished and suffers from deep autism and depression..."

He stuck to his habit and listened to the doctor's diagnosis expressionlessly, but he laughed in his heart.

He's not autistic, he just doesn't want to talk to these people.

Those ordinary people who walk in the sun.

There are so many vulgar and stupid people in the world, but they are very self-righteous, showing kindness at every turn, and complacent about their own behavior.

Just like his cousin - Ning Chen.

After being brought out, Ning Que was always taken care of by Ning Chen.I have to say that Ning Chen really treated him very well.

Although Ning Que's attitude has always been very indifferent, Ning Chen still took care of him meticulously, and was careful not to break him when speaking.

However, the malice in Ning Que's heart was growing day by day.

He is jealous of Ning Chen.

Jealous of the other person, why can he treat another person so purely.

Ning Que knew that he was very smart, much smarter than normal people.The deformed growth environment made him mature prematurely, but he also lost his confidence in people during the long-term torture.

When he was first abused, he longed for someone to save him.but none.God's light never shined on him, and his life was always in darkness.

Like a devil locked in a bottle, Ning Que gradually lost all hope during the long wait.He began to become numb, ridiculed and ridiculed the world, and even harbored strong malice towards these glamorous people.

He even has the urge to take revenge on the world.

Why!

These people can live so freely!

He has such a tragic, such a dark past.He was a maggot in the sewer all his life, struggling and drowning in the darkness.

Among these people, the one Ning Que disliked the most was his cousin.His hatred grew day by day, and finally broke out completely one day.

He said: "Do you think you can make me thank you from the bottom of my heart because you are so kind to me? But in fact, I just think you are disgusting."

Ning Chen was stunned for a moment.Ning Que continued to taunt coldly, "You think you are kind, right? You think you are great, right? You saved a child in the dark, even if you were stabbed, you still took care of him wholeheartedly. What a sacrifice. Even the Virgin Mary was in tears."

He spat and said expressionlessly, "Stop touching yourself like this. I just think it's ridiculous."

Hearing such malicious words, Ning Chen laughed.Different from his usual smile, at this moment he was smiling very happily, tears streaming down his face, as if he had heard some joke.

He said, "Do you think I'm sympathizing with you?"

Ning Que asked back, "Isn't it?"

Ning Chen bent down and hugged Ning Que, his voice was gentle but full of darkness, "Of course not. I'm just looking for comfort in you."

"I hug you, and what I hug is actually myself."

Ning Que was stunned for a moment.Ning Chen continued, "Did you know? I actually have a cleanliness."

This Ning Que did know, he had heard the servant mention it, but he never believed it.If Ning Chen was really obsessed with cleanliness, he definitely wouldn't have hugged him in the attic back then.

"I have a cleanliness because I feel dirty."

Ning Chen's voice was faint, without the slightest emotion, "I don't fit in with this world."

He suddenly asked, "Ning Que, do you think I'm a good person?"

Ning Que was stunned for a moment, then hesitantly replied: "It should be..."

"Heh, I'm not a good person at all," Ning Chen curled his lips mockingly, "I act recklessly, squander and take advantage of others, and my hands are full of sin. I am in the dark myself, and I never think Climb out of this darkness."

"I helped you only because I saw myself from you. I saw the same self who didn't want to climb up."

"You seem to hate and despise this world, but you actually hate this dark and lonely self."

"But what's there to be afraid of? Darkness is part of us. Don't be afraid of it."

"Ning Que, if you don't want to trust others because you are afraid that others will betray your trust, then you should try to trust me."

Ning Chen bent down and looked at Ning Que.

He curled the corners of his lips and smiled brightly, like a manjusawa growing in hell, pinching the blood from his hand, which was extremely rotten and dangerous.

"We can be companions, and I embrace the darkness with you."

In those eyes, there was a reflection of blackness.

Ning Chen smiled and said every word——

"You can trust me. Because I will definitely let you down and take advantage of you. Therefore, you don't have to have any expectations of me from the beginning to the end."

Ning Que stared at him blankly.Those pitch-black pupils were like a whirlpool, haunting him.

Ning Que suddenly realized that he was afraid.He was afraid of the messy self inside him, afraid of the ferocious black beast inside him.

But Ning Chen completely saw through him.

Ning Que felt ashamed but also relieved that his soul was completely exposed to the sun.

It turns out that there are such people.Even after seeing his filthy soul clearly, she was still willing to hug him.

As if stunned, tears suddenly and unconsciously poured out of Ning Que's eyes.For the first time in his life, he cried out of breath.

Like a drowning man grabbing straw, he hugged Ning Chen and his cousin tightly.

In this moment, he made peace with the darkness.He had the only companion who fell into the darkness together.

Ning Chen was the only light Ning Que saw in the darkness.

Although this light - led him to a deeper darkness.

Many, many years later, when Ning Que went to work in England, he once visited St. Lea Cathedral with his colleagues on weekends.

The huge dome covers the blue sky, and the painted glass reflects the brilliance.The reliefs on the wall are vague and shadowy, outlining various patterns.

In the holy church, the solemn statue stands in the center, majestic and tall, looking down on all living beings with compassion.

A colleague asked him, "Ning, do you have faith?"

Ning Que raised the corners of his lips and said lazily, "Yes."

The colleague let out a wow, and said in surprise: "You do, you don't look like a religious person." He asked curiously, "What religion do you believe in? Christ or Christianity? ... It can't be you Chinese Buddhism, right?"

"neither."

Ning Que said indifferently, "I don't believe this."

The colleague asked again: "Then what do you believe in?"

Ning Que smiled, but did not answer.

He doesn't believe in black and white.Do not believe in justice, do not believe in evil.He only believes in one person.

That was his god.

That's what he believes in.

——His cousin, Ning Chen.

It was his indicator in life, his only companion in the dark.So he also dedicated himself unreservedly, even if he was used, he didn't care.

on that day.

Ning Que saw the only dawn in his life.The morning light didn't drive away the darkness, but just enveloped him, weaving the most beautiful Xiayi for him.