Chapter 62
At this point, her breathing suddenly became rapid, her nails dug deep into her arms, and she continued tremblingly with a panicked look: "I don't know how the knife fell on the little ball. If I had known this would be the result, I would rather die!"
She covered her chest and kept muttering to herself over and over again. Sometimes a strange "ho ho" sound came out of her throat, and sometimes she suddenly looked up and looked into the distance with a dazed look in her eyes.
The interrogating police officer put down his pen and said to Ke Xin, "Your friend has been diagnosed with schizophrenia in a mental hospital and convicted of manslaughter by his guardian. He's been sentenced to ten years in prison..."
As she was speaking, there was a loud "clang" sound. Chen's mother was holding a plastic bucket filled with various daily necessities in one hand and a plastic bag of instant noodles in the other hand and smashed it to the ground. A box of old-style pickled cabbage noodles also rolled to Ke Xin's heels.
Her hair was disheveled, her eye sockets were sunken, and she looked deeply sorrowful and sorrowful, even more hunched than she had been that day at the crematorium. She didn't look at Ke Xin, her cloudy eyes fixed on Cheng Cheng in the visitor window. Her lips trembled, and in the end, she could only squeeze out a broken, untuned sob: "Cheng, my daughter, my daughter, you have made yourself look like this!"
She wiped away her tears carelessly, the grief and confusion on her face made her look like a puppet without direction.
Then she gently put down the things in her hands, hunched her back, and blended into the crowd like a ghost.
Chengcheng looked at his mother's dejected back with a dazed look in his eyes. He didn't know what he was thinking about. He just sat there quietly and smiled foolishly.
Ke Xin suddenly felt her breathing difficult, as if a huge rock was pressing on her chest. She wanted to try to get something back through a lawyer, but the facts were before her. Even if she had all-powerful power, she could not challenge the authority of the law.
A family just disappeared without a sound.
This incident fermented online for a few days and then calmed down.
But beneath this calm, who knows when the next tragedy will suddenly occur, and the cycle will repeat...
"Ke Xin, you've been hacked again!"
Jiaqi's phone call disrupted Kexin's sleep preparations.
"Hacked again?" She was stunned at first, then groped in the dark to turn on the light with a confused look on her face. When she opened her account, she suddenly found that her account had been blocked!
Suddenly, she lost all sleepiness and looked nervous.
Jiaqi's message popped up: "This account has over two million in assets. It would be a shame to block it. Please contact customer service immediately. I'll contact Fang Huai to see if there's any way to help you protect your rights!"
Ke Xin immediately picked up the laptop and tapped the keyboard quickly with her fingertips.
When she found out the reason, she realized that it was Chen Min and her ex-husband who were secretly behind it.
Big data tacitly pushed Chen Min's videos to her. She clicked on the videos one by one and found that Chen Min's ex-husband Weijie had set up accounts separately.
At first, the content of the account was vulgar and meaningless, with all the content being beautified with special effects turned on, and the speakers were talking about topics that they thought were profound and mysterious.
The video that became inexplicably popular was a video in which they started to play the victim. What made her scalp tingle was that they were taking advantage of her popularity and used the video to play the victim.
What's even funnier is that the former mother-in-law Liu Pei, who was half-dead and paralyzed, actually started selling goods while lying in bed and playing the victim.
The ex-husband was enthusiastically adding fuel to the fire, and from time to time he would criticize her in vulgar and vicious terms: "Look at this melon, is it green? Is it as green as the green on my head? I've worked hard for more than ten years, but my wife and children ran away with others. Brothers, if you want to live a decent life, you have to buy some green from me to ward off disasters!"
Men are more likely to form cliques than women, not to mention seeing men explaining that they were cheated on and that the child is not their own.
The video clips became popular, with constant likes and collections. A small part of the videos below were mocking, but most of them were criticizing the vicious self they described.
"Beautiful women are always fickle and flirtatious. Brother, it's only natural for you to be cheated on. Hey, since you look so pitiful, I'll place an order for you!"
"How is that excessive? What's her account number and contact information? I'll help you scold her!"
"Brother, there's no need to worry about the bus. Aren't you afraid of getting sick?"
"I'll help you check the goods and see if they are sexy enough!"
A bunch of dirty words attacked her wantonly.
How could he let go of this opportunity that could both discredit her and make a fortune from the popularity?
Having tasted the sweetness, he made more and more outrageous videos in his subsequent videos. So there were hundreds of videos afterwards, all of which used her old and new photos to spread rumors. In fact, no matter whether the matter was true or not, as long as it could attract attention, the fabricated oral instructions of her in the video were as outrageous as possible.
It turned out that during the days when she felt calm, her ex-husband and the man who gave birth to her both moved the focus of their criticism of her to the Internet.
Chen Min's video fans are more than 100,000 than Weijie's. Ke Xin analyzed while flipping through the videos: first, it is because she started earlier than Weijie, and second, it is because she took advantage of the popularity of Fu Lei who spent money to buy black fans.
It’s not easy to be an internet celebrity these days, especially when she is surrounded by what the world considers her relatives.
Looking at the maliciousness coming towards her, Ke Xin felt exhausted all over. The exhaustion was both psychological and physical. She supported her limp body, walked to the refrigerator with heavy steps, and casually took a can of beer.
Maybe it was due to the long-term medication, so she seemed to take everything lightly. She originally thought that her account was blocked due to the blackmail from both sides, but her heart was still numb.
Or maybe her emotions started to become disordered. She was numb when she should be sad, calm when she should be angry, and indifferent when she should be calm.
As she drank, her thoughts began to become confused, complicated, and scattered.
For a moment she thought they were disgusting, how could human nature be so bad? Then she changed her mind and thought that maybe being blocked was a good thing, at least those black fans couldn't scold her through her account.
After a while, she became emotional again. She wanted to publish all the things Chen Min and her ex-husband had done to her in the form of a PPT.
Just as her fingers tapped the keys, the memories of her past injuries, the terrifying faces of old and new people who attacked her, and the criticisms from netizens all came at her like a thousand arrows piercing her heart. In an instant, she seemed to have lost all her strength and motivation, and curled up in the corner, shivering.
Why, why, why, she muttered countless whys to herself.
Why won't you let her go?
The more she thought about it, the more her tears flowed, and her chest rose and fell.
The wind from the balcony blew up the beige gauze curtains, and the whole living room suddenly became cold.
Ke Xin shrank back, a headache making her frown from time to time, and her confused thoughts made her eyes more and more dull.
She just wanted to live a quiet life with Fu Xuan, Bao Bao, and Jia Qi.
She was really trying hard to live a good life, taking medicine and eating well. If it weren't for these troublemakers, she would even feel that God was treating her well.
But why do these villains always cause trouble in her peaceful life?
"Go to hell, why don't you just die? It would be so much better if you died. It's all your fault. Go to hell!"
Chen Min's words repeated themselves in her mind again.
She covered her ears with her hands to try to block out the sound.
However, the more she tried to stop it, the louder the voice in her head became. She dropped her powerless hands, her face and heart dead.
Glancing out of the corner of her eye, she saw she had already drunk more than half of the wine on the table. The alcohol had slowed her resentment. She wanted to reach out and continue drinking, but her hands kept shaking. She swayed, feeling discouraged. Suddenly, nothing was interesting anymore. Drinking was boring, eating was boring, breathing was boring, and living was boring...
She half-squinted her eyes for a while, looking dazed. Suddenly, she looked towards the balcony, as if she was summoned by something. She stood up with her feet together and walked to the balcony like a ghost.
She stood on the 22nd floor and looked down, her expression neither sad nor happy, like a puppet without a soul or thoughts, being summoned by the god of death.
The terrifying figure in her mind instantly grinned from ear to ear. Its face was covered with countless eyes, each staring at her with a scorching gaze. Its eyelashes fluttered, and with every movement of its lips, powdery gravel fell from its rough skin. It restrained the uncontrollable excitement on its face and said in her ear in a very artificial voice: "Jump from here, jump and you will be free. Jump and you will never have to face the person you hate again. Jump and everything will be over!"
Ke Xin retorted with her thin rationality, "But why didn't they die? It's not fair!"
But just as the words left his mouth, the face full of eyes suddenly became stern and fierce: "Go die if I tell you to. Why are you talking so much nonsense? You deserve to die. You shouldn't have been born. You deserve to die if you are alive. Go die, die. When you die, everything will be free!"
As she spoke, all her eyes stared at her fiercely, and her gaze was like a fire that burned all her thoughts away.
"Okay, okay, I'm going to die now!"
Her mind seemed to be elsewhere, letting it go as she climbed over the railing without hesitation.
If the railing wasn't too high and she wasn't too thin and weak, she could have jumped down in an instant without stopping for a second.
However, she was weak, so she first put her hands and feet together, tried to use her abdominal strength, and then slowly let half of her body hang on the railing.
The wind on the 22nd floor blew her hair everywhere, and her ears suddenly felt painful. When she thought about dying, she felt no fear in her heart, and even had a feeling of finally being relieved.
The man with strange eyes beside him sneered: "You are so useless. It's so hard for you to climb the railing!"
"Go away. You have few relatives in this life. After you are gone, your past lives and future lives have nothing to do with you." As she said this, she took out a small notebook and prepared to make a note.
Just as she was about to turn over and jump down!
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