Chapter 828 The sun is shining brightly outside...very bright...
As the knife stabbed in, hot blood spurted out, staining Li Jinxing's hands red. His eyes were red, and it was unclear whether it was because of the emotion or because the blood pierced his eyes.
Everything in front of him was so shocking that it was simply beyond the ability of a ten-year-old child to withstand.
But Li Jinxing held the knife and stabbed once, which was not enough. He turned the knife, pulled it out, and stabbed it into the man's abdomen again.
The man fell to the ground, his mouth opening and closing, but Li Jinxing could not hear a word he said, and his eyes became blurry. He was like a machine possessed by hatred, repeating the same action, drawing the knife, stabbing, watching the white vest on the man's body being stained red, as if it were blooming with bright red flowers.
How festive...
He seemed to hear someone calling him. Who could it be? Who would call him at this time? Who would come to save him and his mother at this time?
Yes, no one can save her. Just like Gu Wanqiu said, it is better to rely on yourself than to rely on others. Survival of the fittest. Why waste time on poisoning when it can be solved with one knife? The poisoning did not kill her, and in the end it harmed her mother.
There was only one thought left in Li Jinxing's mind: only by killing this beast with a human face and a beast's heart could he and his mother be freed.
Any problem must be solved from the root, cutting the weeds and eliminating the future troubles forever.
Just as Li Jinxing stabbed four times in a row, a voice came from behind him.
"Xiao Xing..."
Li Jinxing immediately stopped his movements, as if the pause button had been pressed. He regained consciousness and looked at the man lying on the ground with four bloody holes in him.
The man had not died completely, but it was obvious that he could not survive after losing so much blood. He stared at Li Jinxing with his last breath, and then opened his mouth.
"Li Jinxing, my good son... Do you think that if you kill me, all this will be over? Your mother won't live long either, just because you poisoned my wine... Your mother died after drinking the medicine you gave her. You must remember that your mother died because of you... You killed her..." The man grinned and spat out a mouthful of blood from his throat. He fell down with his neck held high, his head tilted, his eyes were bloodshot, and he died with his eyes open.
Until his death, he would drag Li Jinxing's heart into hell, forcing him to live in pain and regret. It was impossible for him to live an easy life! This was a curse!
The man never imagined until his death that the "dog" he had raised for so many years would actually dare to stab him to death with a knife.
His hands were covered in the man's blood, which was so greasy and uncomfortable. Li Jinxing's body was stiff and cold. His fingers trembled and the knife slipped.
This knife... was secretly taken away by him from the driver's car. He thought of this moment the moment he took the knife. He was mentally prepared, but when he stabbed the man to death with the knife with his own hands, he still panicked.
The blood spurting out of the man's body splattered all over him. He didn't know how to deal with the scene before him or how to deal with the body.
Should I call the police? Then he'll go to jail, right? What will happen to Mom if he goes to jail?
Or secretly butcher the body and bury it? How do you clean the blood off the floor? Lug back a bag of cement to cover it up... and what about the bloody smell? Wouldn't people be suspicious if someone just disappeared like that?
In an instant, Li Jinxing was thinking about all kinds of things in his mind, and the voice behind him came again.
"Xiao Xing..."
Li Jinxing shuddered, as if he was standing in the snow in the middle of winter and a cold wind blew. His body reacted uncontrollably to the stress and he shivered.
He twisted his neck and turned around stiffly.
The woman lying on the bed moved her hands, as if trying to pull him back from the edge of the cliff. The woman's dull eyes had regained consciousness, but her face was as pale as white paper soaked in water, and her lips were lotus green.
Li Jinxing had attended funerals and seen dead people, and his mother's face at this moment was a bit like that of a dead person in a coffin.
Li Jinxing rolled and crawled towards the woman.
With a "thump", he knelt on the ground with blood on his hands, holding the woman's pale hand.
The woman's nails were also gray-green, without any warmth. "Mom, don't talk. I'll take you to the hospital..."
The woman had a smile on her lips. She wanted to touch her son and praise him by saying "you've grown taller", but she couldn't even do it. Such a simple thing was hard to come by in her lifetime, and she couldn't raise her hand until her death.
Ever since the man came back and tortured her and forced her to drink, she wanted to die, but she remembered that she still had a son... No matter what, she had to wait for her son to come back to see him for the last time.
Her child has always been strong and never cries easily. Now seeing his tears falling, the woman's heart aches unbearably and tears flow from the corners of her eyes.
"Xiaoxing, don't cry... You have to grow up well when I'm gone. I don't blame you for my death... Death is a relief for me... Xiaoxing, my baby, you have to be happy... Mommy, I can't be with you anymore..."
Li Jinxing shook his head and choked with sobs: "No, no, Mom, I don't want you to die. I haven't earned enough money to buy you new clothes, and I haven't taken you out for a good meal. Please don't die, please... You are the only one left for me."
The woman's pupils had begun to dilate. She opened her mouth and said weakly with her last breath, "I must go back to school and study hard, and get out of this place..."
The woman gently squeezed Li Jinxing's hand, then loosened her fingers as she had no more strength left. Li Jinxing widened his eyes and watched the woman close her eyes, as if she was asleep.
Li Jinxing reached out and touched her face: "Mom, don't sleep, open your eyes and look at me... please..."
His mother couldn't hear his voice, couldn't hear his crying. He was sobbing, as if a rope was tied around his heart and pulling hard. He couldn't stop crying. He wiped his tears with his bloody hands, and his face was covered in blood.
He climbed onto the bed and picked up the woman, wanting to take her out of here and send her to the hospital for examination.
But his strength had been exhausted when he stabbed the man, and now he was in so much grief that he had no strength to hold the woman tightly. As soon as he got out of bed, he fell to the ground with the woman in his arms, and landed in a pool of blood, staining the woman's body.
Li Jinxing knelt down and hugged the skinny woman tightly: "I'm sorry, Mom. I'm so useless. I hurt you and made you dirty. I'll take you to the hospital for a checkup. You'll be fine after you're hospitalized and take medicine. No one will bully us anymore. I'll work hard to earn money to support you. I'll go to school, and we'll be happier every day."
The woman had long since stopped breathing and her heart had stopped beating. Li Jinxing knew that his mother was gone, completely departed from this world, but he could not accept it, nor could he withstand such a blow. He could only kneel on the ground, hugging the corpse and deceiving himself over and over again.
"Mom... I know you are tired. If you are tired, just go to sleep. After you have slept well, get up. I will cook for you. I have money now, so I can make meat stew for you. You have always loved to be beautiful, so I will change you into a clean and nice dress." Li Jinxing showed a smile on his face that was uglier than crying.
In Li Jinxing's memory, when his mother was not paralyzed, she had long black hair that reached her waist and was braided in front of her chest. She loved beauty and was beautiful. In the summer, she would wear a floral dress and stand in the sun and smile at him faintly.
He remembered his mother holding him on the swing, measuring his height with a ruler, mending his clothes with needle and thread, and cooking in the kitchen with smoke rising from it.
——"Xiao Xing, how about I make your favorite crispy pork spare ribs tonight?"
I have long forgotten the taste of my favorite crispy pork ribs, and my beautiful mother has also been locked in a gray old photo album.
Li Jinxing pulled the sheets to cover the woman's body, then opened the wardrobe. He wanted to find the most beautiful dress for his mother to wear, but he searched over and over again and none of them looked good. They were all yellowed and worn out.
He found so much money every day to give to his men for drinking and playing cards, but he couldn't buy a new dress for his mother.
Li Jinxing felt so uncomfortable that he couldn't breathe. He wiped the blood off the woman's body, changed the nightgown in his hand into hers, and braided her sparse hair. The room was dark and lightless. With the door open, Li Jinxing carried the woman on his back and stepped on the blood on the ground, leaving a blood mark with every step.
He finally carried his mother out of this "cage" and looked at the sky outside. Li Jinxing said with a trembling nasal voice, "Mom, the sunshine outside is very good... very good..."
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