Sang Liangjie hid in a corner of the park, his head throbbing and throbbing as if it were about to explode. He covered his head with his hands and shook it incessantly, trying to drive the demon inside out, but no matter how hard he shook it, the demon remained inside.
"Get out of here... Don't try to use me to hurt people again... Get out..."
Sang Liangjie screamed wildly, pounding his head in agony.
The park was deserted, not a soul in sight. Sang Liangjie sat on a bench by the lake, where only withered lotus leaves remained. The scene was desolate and chilly, with the north wind howling. No one would come to the park on the first day of the Lunar New Year; only Sang Liangjie was there.
"You devil...you're a devil...get out of here!"
Sang Liangjie cried. He had come to his senses and remembered what had happened in the past two days. He had pushed his great-aunt down the stairs and even strangled his beloved grandmother to death. How could he have become a monster?
The image of the old lady's ashen face and the strangulation marks around her neck flashed in his mind. He had strangled her; she was no longer breathing and lay motionless on the sofa. He had killed his dearest grandmother!
Sang Liangjie pounded harder, roaring silently. He didn't know how he had lost his mind. He had wanted to apologize to his family when he woke up that morning because he had been so rude yesterday.
But when he met his great-aunt at the stairwell, he didn't know why, but his anger suddenly surged up. The person in front of him was no longer his kind great-aunt, but his ferocious and terrifying grandmother, baring her sharp teeth and baring her claws at him.
And then... my great-aunt tumbled down the stairs.
He pushed it down.
Sang Liangjie stretched out his hands, long and fair, the hands of an artist. His mentor often said that he should study piano, that studying economics was a waste of his talent. But now these hands were stained with blood, the blood of his closest relatives.
"ah……"
Pain surged up like a tidal wave, a piercing pain in his heart. Sang Liangjie curled up on the bench, crying silently.
He dared not go home, dared not face his parents, and dared not face his grandmother's cold, lifeless body... What should he do?
"You unfilial and disobedient beast! You're wasting resources by living in this world. You even killed your own grandmother. What's the point of you still being alive? Die!"
A chilling voice suddenly echoed in his mind, reverberating in his ears. Sang Liangjie looked up and around, but saw no one. The voice continued.
"Why don't you just die? You monster don't deserve to live. Do you want to kill your parents too?"
"No... I didn't... Who are you? Come out and talk to me!"
Sang Liangjie jumped up and shouted at those around him. His reason gradually disappeared, and his eyes went blank.
"You're a demon. You killed your grandmother today, you'll kill your parents tomorrow, you'll kill your relatives one by one, and in the end you'll be the only demon left..."
"No...please stop...please stop..."
"Go to hell! Your death will save your family, otherwise you will kill your entire family!"
"Can I save people if I die?" Sang Liangjie's eyes widened as he muttered to himself.
"Yes, your death is salvation. There's a pool right in front of you. Jump in and you'll be free!"
Sang Liangjie slowly turned his head and looked straight at the large pool, which was only a few steps away from him. Stepping across would mean salvation.
That man is right; a demon like him shouldn't be alive to harm people.
Sang Liangjie slowly approached the pool, a mesmerizing smile on his face, completely unaware of what he was doing.
"thump"
He was completely submerged in the water, causing a few splashes in the calm pool before the water returned to stillness. No one knew what had happened.
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