Extra: Mu Jin (First Person)
I knew from a young age that I was very different from other children.
Whenever I played with them, I couldn't empathize with them or understand what they said.
Therefore, I was always excluded by small groups, but my parents taught me to get along with them in a friendly manner, so I gave them my most beloved toy, the mouse that I had raised for a long time.
It was a big and dirty rat. I found it in the utility room where I kept the gardening tools in my backyard. I liked its gray hair and long tail the most. Watching it jumping back and forth in the cage, I shyly told them what it usually ate, how smart it was, and how it could easily peel off a whole skin.
But I didn't notice their frightened expressions that were about to burst into tears. Until my parents came to me, I just smiled when my father slapped me to the ground. I covered my swollen face in a daze, not understanding why my father hit me, even though I was clearly following his teachings.
My father looked at me with disgust and ignored my questions. Even my mother, who was always very gentle to me, did not plead for me this time. There was a hint of fear in her expression when she looked at me. When she saw me looking at her, she turned her head away. Seeing this, I shut my mouth.
My father punished me by putting me in solitary confinement for a week. After I came out, I realized that what my parents said could not be trusted.
So I pretended to be obedient and admitted my mistake, but in fact I continued to do my own thing and behaved even more boldly. However, this time I learned how to disguise myself and realized that I was different from others.
At home, I was sensible and obedient. At school, I respected my teachers and loved my friends. Soon, I became the child of other people's families in everyone's eyes. My parents were no longer wary of my behavior that time and gradually let down their guard. We became a harmonious family again.
This kind of life gradually became boring and tedious. Thinking of this, when I was just in junior high school, my sister was born. She was as big as a kitten, a premature baby, and her crying was intermittent. The doctor said that she had a congenital disease and might not live to adulthood.
I looked at my little sister who was still in the cradle, and a place in my heart quietly fell. I didn't know whether this feeling was family affection or twisted sadistic desire. I only knew that she was such a fragile little thing, and it seemed that if I covered her mouth she would die soon. It was so exciting, more exciting than killing mice.
My parents didn't seem to notice my overly passionate gaze, and just thought that I liked this sister very much. I had no objection to this, after all, I did like her.
Because my sister is frail and sickly, most of my parents' attention is focused on her and they have no time to take care of me. This gives me time to do something big.
There is a student in school who has been spying on me for a long time. No matter when I go to eat, go to the toilet or go home, he will stop by. He is like a rat in the gutter, staring at you straight, and you never know when he will come up to eat you. This feeling is addictive.
So I took this opportunity and pretended that I had something to do and asked the driver to pick me up later, giving him a chance to make a move. Sure enough, he took the bait. I investigated his family background. His father was an alcoholic and his mother was seriously ill. They didn't look like a good family. In this way, even if something happened later, his parents would not think of calling the police for a while.
I let him tie me up and drag me into an alley. While admiring the dirty scene around me, I listened impatiently to his stumbling confession. He saw the irritation I inadvertently revealed, and he suddenly got very excited and kicked me angrily and pounced on me to tear off my clothes.
Hiss, it hurts.
He made some hysterical roars, like an uncivilized monkey, which was disgusting. When he was about to kiss me, I had had enough and kicked him to the ground.
She twisted her neck to easily free herself, then kicked him in the vitals.
As he rolled on the ground in pain, I slowly took out gloves from my pocket and put them on, then pulled up his greasy hair over his forehead. Thinking about it, I realized I had never looked at him closely before.
Looking at it in the moonlight, it was indeed an ugly face.
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Not long after, the school began to report the missing student, but after all, he did not disappear in school. Even if his parents came to make trouble, in the end nothing was done and he was kicked out.
This person became one of my few entertainments. I imprisoned him in the basement and beat and scolded him like a rat. After he died, I buried his body and continued to look for the next candidate.
This kind of life continued until my sister was five years old and I was in high school, when I discovered something more interesting.
My sister lived in the hospital until she was five years old. Because she had a congenital heart disease, she was rarely allowed to be visited. Even my parents, her biological brother, were wary of her like a thief.
When she was five years old and had a compatible heart, her family immediately performed surgery on her. The operation was successful, and after recuperation, my sister returned home to live.
My younger sister Muge is very attached to me. As soon as I get home, she will hug my legs and won't let go. I can't get rid of her. She will even cry and make a fuss when I go out to school.
Our parents were happy to see that my brother and I had a good relationship, and this led to us spending more and more time alone together.
Until one day, Mu Ge secretly followed me after school to the entrance of a basement, and saw with her own eyes how her beloved brother tortured a living person to death and was so scared that he lost his soul. From then on, her mental state became extremely abnormal, and she often screamed for no reason. Naturally, her parents found something wrong and immediately called a doctor to treat her.
Unfortunately, the effect was not good. The symptoms lasted for a year. The day before my college entrance examination, my sister jumped from the roof.
The mother watched her sister die in front of her, she screamed and became mentally ill. It was only after the father hurried back from the company that the situation was stopped from escalating.
I stood in the crowd, looking at the corpse on the ground in a daze. How could I not be scared?
When the servants saw this, they thought I was frightened and covered my eyes with their hands.
Naturally, I failed the college entrance examination. My family didn't say anything. My parents seemed to have aged a dozen years overnight. They held a funeral for my sister, and after that, I never saw smiles on their faces again.
I chose to repeat my senior year and did not study abroad as my father arranged. I just said that I wanted to spend more time with my family. When my father heard my answer, he looked at me with a little surprise, as if he did not expect me to say that.
The gentle and elegant middle-aged man patted my shoulder tiredly without saying anything else. After leaving the study, I raised the corners of my mouth sarcastically and sighed in my heart, "How dissatisfied are you with me, father?"
Later, the Chi Luli family moved next door. The harmonious appearance of the three of them really hurt my eyes and heart, and also aroused my desire for destruction.
The time I really showed interest in Chi Luli, a little boy who was ten years younger than me, was after I threw him into my basement. Before locking him up, he wanted to torture him to death, but due to heavy schoolwork, he didn't go into the basement for several days. When he finally remembered, he had been locked up for seven days and was probably dead a long time ago.
When he guided people to accidentally discover the basement, he was still alive, and he had survived by any means necessary. His body was covered in blood.
My mind became active. I hugged the child's thin body regardless of the dirt and wrapped his coat around him. I turned my eyes inadvertently and saw the same disgust on his parents' faces that I saw on my parents' faces.
See, we are indeed the same kind of people.
I sighed in my heart and said softly.
From then on, I have been committed to making him belong to me. If it doesn't work once, I will try twice. If it doesn't work twice, I will try ten times. Sooner or later, he will belong to me and only to me.
Only because we are the same kind of people can we understand and cherish each other.
After graduating from university, I inherited my father's company. With my unparalleled business acumen, I made the company bigger and stronger, gradually undermined my father's power, and finally gradually eroded competitors until it became a leading enterprise.
At this time, I looked back and found that I didn't know when my parents started to act according to my mood, and my father actually had an illegitimate child outside, a taciturn child named Mu Feng.
I just gave him a little benefit, and I thought he would follow me wholeheartedly. How foolish and ignorant of me.
But the way he looked at me was very similar to that ugly guy who kidnapped him in the beginning. His eyes were filled with envy, jealousy, possessiveness, desire...very complicated.
I tamed a loyal dog and got in touch with a special industry that was said to serve the upper class. With the help of an informant, I got in touch with the captain of the fishing boat.
On the one hand, a research laboratory was established and a large amount of funding was allocated there for fish-man experiments, and Mu Feng was treated as a guinea pig. However, with just a simple word from me, he happily ran over and even abandoned his mother who was a mistress. Should I say he is loyal or cruel?
On the other side, they gradually cast their net and caught Chi Luli, whose life was already a mess.
Just when it was about to take you into its possession, a half-fish, half-human creature jumped out, easily stole your attention, and even made you pregnant with its child.
I swear as long as I'm alive, I will find you and cut that damn thing into pieces in front of you.
It's a pity that even though I did it, that thing is dead, and there is no one in the world who can treat you better than me.
But you also killed me. Before I died, I still couldn't believe that you dared to hit me, even though I was so good to you.
It's really unpredictable.
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