Chapter 430 Ji Zhinian

My name is Ji Zhinian.

I'm not a good person.

My dad is not a good guy either.

He was an alcoholic, a domestic abuser, and a gambler.

He is a coward in front of others.

He does all kinds of evil to his family members.

My mother was beaten and ran away when I was very young, without even taking me with her.

But I don't hate her. After all, it would be fine if a woman was just divorced, but it would be difficult to find another husband if she has a son.

It's okay. I will grow up, and I will be stronger and able to resist my father, so that he won't beat me anymore.

Although I haven't grown up yet.

Although I was often beaten all over.

My father would beat people when he was drunk, and he would also beat people when he lost a bet.

Several belts and sticks were broken.

When it was serious, I was beaten unconscious and no one found me for a whole day and night.

Sadly, I was lucky and didn't die.

There were many times when I thought, if only I had died at that time, then none of those things would have happened later.

When I was twelve years old, my father won a bet and gave me a hundred-dollar bill as a reward.

That’s a hundred dollars.

How long do I have to pick up trash to earn a hundred dollars?

With this hundred yuan, I won’t have to go hungry for a long time.

So I decided to reward myself with a bag of bread. When I came out of the supermarket, I was holding the fifty-cent loaf of bread and felt like the happiest person in the world.

Then I met two people.

To be exact, it was a woman and a little girl.

The little girl is very cute, although a little dirty. But I am dirty too, and I don’t dislike her.

She looked at my bread without blinking her big eyes and kept swallowing her saliva.

I want to go forward, but I don’t dare.

The woman then began to curse her, even more harshly than my father had ever cursed me.

She hung her head and shed tears, and I could clearly hear her stomach rumbling.

It feels so bad to be hungry.

I know that feeling.

So I gave her that bread.

It doesn’t matter to me. I can eat steamed buns. Although they don’t taste good, as long as they fill my stomach.

She was crying while stuffing bread into her mouth desperately, and she was mumbling thank you to her brother.

I originally had a younger sister.

But she was never born. When my mother was six months pregnant, my father lost a bet and beat my mother until she had a miscarriage. I lost my sister and my mother ran away.

If her younger sister were still alive, she would probably be as old as her.

I quickly took out five dollars from my pocket and gave it to her.

Just think of it as a gift to my sister whom I have never met.

All I could see was the little girl, and I didn't notice that the woman's eyes were on me.

In that era, children who had a lot of change on them were generally from wealthy families.

So she set her sights on my dad.

Two days later, I had a stepmother and a younger sister.

I was angry and felt sad.

She had no idea what kind of abyss she had stepped into.

But I was powerless to stop it. I was afraid of my father's slap that was as strong as a palm-leaf fan.

Gamblers' money comes easily, but it's even easier to lose it.

In just one week, he lost all his money.

The home that was supposed to only have two people starving now has four.

My father has a new victim of domestic violence, and my injuries have healed a lot.

But Jiaojiao is still young, she will be beaten to death.

So I protected her and would rather take the beating myself.

The two of us huddled together for warmth and struggled to survive in this home that couldn't be called home.

Like me, Jiaojiao has a parent who is a gambler.

My dad always thinks he can win the bet.

Her mother always thought my father could win the bet.

When my father lost, he would beat her mother, and her mother would scold Jiaojiao for being a jinx.

This endless cycle of days makes us gradually numb. We want to escape, but we cannot.

Jiaojiao has also grown from a little girl into a budding girl.

She is very beautiful and is often harassed by yellow-haired guys. I usually protect her.

Even though she is in the mud, I still hope that she can grow into a flower that is not stained by dust.

But nothing in this world goes according to my wishes.

The stepmother gradually grew old under long-term torture.

I can no longer please my father.

His eyes began to linger on Jiaojiao.

Until one night, I was locked outside the door, listening to her crying with my eyes wide open.

I will never forget the pain that felt.

I called the police, but when the police arrived, my stepmother and Jiaojiao both denied the beastly things my father had done to them.

After the police left, I was given a good scolding and almost lost my hearing in one ear.

From then on, Jiaojiao started avoiding me and was no longer the little tail following me.

I wanted to take her away, but she refused.

I saw the hatred in her eyes.

I decided to help her.

She said she was dirty, but I didn't think it was her fault. She was still clean. The one who was dirty was my father, that beast.

So when she turned on the gas, I drugged my dad and stepmom and placed the lighter in direct sunlight.

With a bang.

All those annoying things disappeared.

Jiaojiao and I started to live together, but a short-sighted police officer targeted me, so I had to go abroad.

The process of going abroad was a bit disgusting, and I felt dirty.

But I have no choice. I can't stay in the country anymore. I have to make money for Jiaojiao, let her go to college, and let her have a bright future, instead of rotting in the mud like me.

She should get into a good university, make lots of friends, and meet someone who is nice to her.

That person cannot have a broken family like ours, and he cannot beat people, drink, or gamble. He must be clean and wholeheartedly good to Jiaojiao.

I met Fu Ci Yan in college, a man with such a good life that I was jealous.

Actually, I always considered him a friend.

I know he feels the same way.

Fu Ci Yan helped me start a business. He is a very nice person. He always pays me as much as possible and never laughs at me for being poor.

He is sunny and generous, handsome, has a smart mind and an outrageously good family background.

I heard that the Fu family is very powerful and rich, and Fu Ci Yan's parents love him very much.

I think Jiaojiao would like a man like him.

But I didn't expect that although the Fu family is rich and powerful, they have many enemies.

The Fu family’s mortal enemies set their sights on me. They took control of Jiaojiao and forced me to do things for them.

I admit I was flustered.

They asked me to drug Fu Ci Yan and hand him over to the kidnappers. As long as he died, Jiaojiao and I would get a large sum of money, enough for us to live comfortably for the rest of our lives.

I don’t know if it’s because he’s afraid that the other party will attack Jiaojiao, or because he’s greedy for the money.

Or maybe this was the misfortune brought about by Fu Ci Yan, so I tricked him.

But I didn't expect that I still had a conscience. Before leaving, he told me that as long as I could get this deal, he could help me bring Jiaojiao abroad. On the one hand, she could receive a better education, and on the other hand, we brothers and sisters would not have to be separated.

I couldn't be so cruel and reduced the dosage of the drug by half.

I used to drug people often and had done a lot of dirty work like this, so I knew that this amount of medicine would not make Fu Ci Yan lose consciousness. At most, it would only make his hands and feet weak.

I have planned everything. I will entrust Jiaojiao to Fu Ci Yan and ask him to ensure that Jiaojiao will have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of her life in consideration of my sacrifice.

As for me?

That doesn't matter.

In order to go abroad, I did so many dirty things, even giving up my body.

People like me will probably go to the eighteen levels of hell after death. Death is death. This world is meaningless and very painful. It will be a relief for me to die.

So I deliberately got injured and pretended to leave my last words so that he would keep Ji Jiaojiao in his heart.

I asked him to take care of Jiaojiao and never let her suffer any injustice or be bullied by others. I hope that in the future, Fu Ci Yan can be Jiaojiao's support.

Seeing that he agreed, I felt relieved. Fu Ci Yan takes his promises very seriously, and he will definitely do what he promised.

Now I can die in peace.

But when the kidnapper swung the knife at me, I still grabbed his wrist.

Even though this world is fucked up, I still can't bear to die.

I haven't had the chance to see Jiaojiao for the last time, and I don't know whether Fu Ci will be nice to Jiaojiao at the banquet. What if Jiaojiao is bullied in the future and no one helps her?

By the time I realized what was happening, I had already slit the kidnapper's throat.

Warm blood splashed on my face and my hands shook a little.

This was a true murder with my own hands. Although I ended the reputation of my father and stepmother through a gas explosion, and I also drugged many innocent people, it was not a murder with my own hands after all.

It is an indescribable feeling to feel a life slipping away in my hands.

But I didn't have that much time to react, I had to destroy the body quickly.

So I destroyed the kidnapper's face with my own hands, peeled off his skin, and made him wear my clothes so that he could pretend to be dead.

But my actions did not escape the notice of the person in charge of this matter, who was a boss of a local gang.

I was caught with a weak point, but he didn't kill me. He thought I was ruthless and worth cultivating.

So I did a lot of dirty work for him and got addicted to drugs.

Year after year goes by and I am so tired.

When I couldn't hold on any longer, I called Ji Jiaojiao.

But what I didn't expect was that she didn't care about me at all.

She doesn't want me to be alive at all, she's afraid of me!

There was fear in her words, without any trace of the attachment she once had!

I've ended up like this because of her, and she's afraid of me!

She asked me to never appear in front of her, not to affect her relationship with Fu Ci Yan, and not to destroy his current stable life.

Oh my god!

How did she think she got her current life? I paved the way for her with my own life!

What was all my sacrifice for? Who was responsible for all the injuries I suffered?

From that moment on, I felt that I had changed, something went wrong in my heart, and it began to twist.

I once wanted her to live a good life, but I didn't want her to forget how she got all this.

The good news is that she is living a good life now. Fu Ci Yan dotes on her and gives her everything she wants. If nothing unexpected happens, Ji Jiaojiao will probably marry him when she comes of age.

But the bad news is that she doesn't want to recognize me as her brother anymore.

No, you can't do that.

Ji Jiaojiao must always remember me, always remember who gave her her current happiness, and never forget me!

So I started blackmailing her and I enjoyed the way she looked scared and timid.

Her timid voice begging me not to tell anyone reminded me of when she first came to my house and begged me to protect her.

Seeing her bright eyes, I almost forgot that she was also a poor little creature.

Ji Jiaojiao only gave me a few thousand yuan at first, but when she got used to it, I felt uncomfortable.

Does she think she can get rid of me with just a few thousand dollars?

My appetite started to grow, and I wanted more and more.

She became that humble and pitiful person again, and I was very satisfied.

The money she gave me allowed me to live a good life for several years.

The previous boss was beaten to death, and I was barely free, but in order to have a place under the new boss, I used the money to spend and pay tribute so that he would not kill me.

It was originally thought that Ji Jiaojiao would marry Fu Ci Yan, but she didn't have the ability and was kicked out of the country.

But Fu Ci Yan was pretty good to Ji Jiaojiao. I visited her several times and she was doing well. She also said that she would definitely marry Fu Ci Yan when she returned to China, and I believed her.

But after she returned to China, Fu Ci Yan had already married someone else. I was very disappointed. How could Fu Ci Yan be so unfair to me?

Fortunately, Fu Ci Yan did not turn against Ji Jiaojiao. He even wronged his wife again and again, and they eventually divorced. I felt balanced again.

But the development of things was more and more beyond my expectations. Fu Ci Yan stopped giving Ji Jiaojiao pocket money. What should I do?

My addiction was getting worse and worse, and I needed more and more money, which she could not afford.

Finally, I couldn't help it, so I returned to my country and kidnapped Fu Ci Yan's son.

I originally wanted to kill him and be done with it, but when I saw that face that looked 50% similar to Fu Ci Yan, I hesitated again.

Forget it, just scare them. It’s not convenient to do it in the country. And if I really kill this child, if Fu Ci Yan finds out, he will definitely turn against Ji Jiaojiao.

This won’t do. I need money now. If I don’t have money, I will have to work by myself, which is too tiring. I don’t want that.

But in the end, Fu Ci Yan still found me.

He sent people to arrest me, but luckily I escaped.

As Fu Ci Yan's former good brother, I know what kind of person Fu Ci Yan is. He is decisive and will never show mercy once he is sure that the other party is his enemy.

Later, Ji Jiaojiao began to urge me to return to China. I knew what she meant. She wanted to sell me out and seek a stable life.

This silly child, we are in the same boat. If I am caught, how can she be safe?

So I ran away and traveled to many places until I met my biological mother.

She became beautiful and had a daughter who was eighteen years old and very pretty. I met her and she was very happy.

If she had taken me away, would I have been so happy?

I suddenly feel so tired. I don’t want to run anymore. I want to go back home.

The Chinese people will always return to their roots.

Although I am not a good person, I still want to die in my hometown.

I am Ji Zhinian, and I plead guilty.