Chapter 25 Crazy!

The smile on Ji Tingshen's face disappeared completely, and his dark eyes stared at Wang Baishan who made a sudden move.

Wang Baishan also stared at him.

Seeing that the vase thrown in the past missed anyone, he picked up another one and threw it to the bedside.

"Why," Ji Ting said coldly, "I really don't want to live anymore?"

"I've become like this now, what else is there to live for!"

Wang Baishan's voice was very loud, probably because he was getting old, and he was panting for a while with a little effort.

"That's right." Ji Ting nodded deeply, as if agreeing with his point of view, "If I lived like you are now, I probably don't want to live very much."

"You!" Wang Baishan yelled, gasping for breath, "Today I will die with you, a psychopath. If it wasn't for you, if it wasn't for you, how would I be able to do it! How would I be able to get to where I am today!"

While shouting, he threw the bottle in his hand towards Ji Tingshen again.

boom!
Ji Tingshen stood still, seeing a good vase exploded at his feet, and a long gash was cut on his feet by roses with thorns.

Beads of blood rolled out of the mouth one by one.

After living here for so long, it was the first time he noticed that there were so many vases in this room.

"Blame me?" Ji Tingshen slowly looked away.

"You yourself are willing to be a cold-blooded and ruthless loner," Wang Baishan scolded, "You can't see others living better than you. I didn't believe Director Ji when he said you were a white-eyed wolf. I didn't expect—"

"Didn't think of anything?"

Ji Tingshen interrupted him suddenly, staring straight at him, and took a step forward, a piece of broken glass pierced into the flesh, and immediately there was a bloody footprint on the floor.

"Didn't think of anything?"

Ji Tingshen asked again, "I didn't expect you to be such a supercilious wolf?"

"You!" Wang Baishan looked at the people who were getting closer and closer to him, his mouth opened wide in shock, and he pointed at the blood on the ground with trembling fingers, "You are crazy! You are crazy!"

"am I crazy?"

Ji Ting walked up to him step by step, his hair was still wet, his complexion was much better than when he was in the greenhouse before, but his hands were so cold that there was no warmth at all.

Wang Baishan stared at the hand that pinched his neck.

"Then do you know?" Ji Ting whispered into Wang Baishan's ear.

The faint smell of shampoo mixed with the smell of blood in the room, he said softly, "It's not illegal for a madman to kill someone."

Wang Baishan's eyes were wide open, and he began to struggle crazily.

With a touch of his arm to the side, another crystal vase was knocked over, and the roses and the water in the bottle were poured on the two of them.

Ji Tingshen suddenly started laughing, "Are you scared?"

"madman!"

Obviously the hand on the neck was not exerting any force at all, but Wang Baishan suddenly felt that he couldn't breathe.

An old face was flushed.

"Probably heredity," Ji Ting laughed even louder, his voice was a little hoarse.

Wang Baishan wanted to escape, but his feet seemed to have taken root, and he couldn't lift them up at all.

"Inherited from my mother," Ji Ting laughed deeply, tears were about to come out, "Didn't you say that, what else did you say? Oh, I will go crazy and commit suicide like my mother sooner or later."

Wang Baishan stared at him.

"Tell me," Ji Tingshen withdrew his hand suddenly.

It seemed that the two of them were not suitable for romantic roses in terms of status or atmosphere. Standing a little further away, the rose fell to the ground and hit his bloody feet.

Wang Baishan followed his movements and began to tremble again when he saw the blood all over the ground.

Noticing his movements, Ji Tingshen couldn't hold back his joy again, "I'm really scared, tell me, if your precious son and daughter suddenly go crazy like me, what will you do!"

"Ji Tingshen!" Wang Baishan's teeth were almost broken.

"Here," Ji Tingshen held back a little smile, "Uncle Wang, you watched me grow up, so talk to me if you have something to say."

"Aren't you afraid of being punished by God?" Wang Baishan said.

"I'm afraid," Ji Ting stepped on the rose deeply, as if he couldn't feel the pain, "Isn't being born in Ji's family a curse?"

His tone was full of pretended innocence.

Wang Baishan didn't speak, probably because he was so angry that he didn't know what to say.

"Uncle Wang," Ji Ting reached out and brushed the water off Wang Baishan's arm.

"Didn't the assistant chat with you last time? You see that you are still so self-willed. You don't listen to my good words to persuade you. You have to make trouble like this. Do you think I spend time joking with you?"

last time?

The expression on Wang Baishan's face was even uglier.

After he and other shareholders visited Ji Tingshen last time, Ji Tingshen sent someone to his home that night.

But he was not at home at that time, and the next day his wife only said that Ji Tingshen's assistant had come, and left without saying a word.

Talk to him now?
"Last time—" Wang Baishan said.

"It's not important," Ji Ting waved his hands deeply, "I know you are busy, busy discussing how to get rid of the project in Zhao Tianyi's hands, what's Ji Dong's idea?"

His tone was very casual, Wang Baishan's original anger was directly suppressed by his last question, and he looked up at him in disbelief.

"Why," Ji Ting raised his eyebrows deeply, his tone exaggerated, "is it really him?"

"You lied to me?" Wang Baishan frowned and stared at him.

"It's not fraudulent," Ji Tingshen continued casually, "The evidence was sent tonight, and the company's financial transfer with outsiders, and the embezzlement of public funds that Zhao Tianyi said this afternoon, do you think you can still come out in this life? ?”

"Oh, and," Ji Tingshen pointed to his feet, "intentional wounding."

"Ji Ting loves you!" Wang Baishan took a few deep breaths, and just as he was about to speak, he saw the person in front of him bent down to pick up a piece of broken glass from the ground at some point, and was gesturing towards his neck.

It's not illegal for a madman to kill someone.

Wang Baishan suddenly remembered what Ji Tingshen said just now, and shuddered.

I have heard a lot of rumors about Ji Tingshen in the past, and because of Ji Huaize, he has visited Ji's house more often, and knows more about it than others.

Psychologically, although he felt that Ji Tingshen was abnormal, he was far from mentally ill.

Now, he suddenly felt a little uncertain.

Maybe he is really just like his lunatic mother, born a little lunatic.

He doesn't want to die yet!
I came to Ji Tingshen today because I heard that he vomited blood and fell into a coma two days ago, and he just woke up yesterday. Director Ji said that as long as he let him sleep for another two days, he would be able to think of a way to snatch the project. Unexpectedly...

I didn't expect it to be this scene.

Wang Baishan and Ji Tingshen looked at each other, they didn't know what to think, they turned around and were about to open the door to go out when Ji Tingshen called him again.

His feet froze in place.

"The nursing home is really good," Ji Tingshen threw the glass back to the ground.

The tone was very light, "Please tell my father who is living a happy life abroad, if he is really bored, I will take him over. When the time comes, he, I, and your two children will be at the table Mahjong."

Wang Baishan went out without going back.

Only then did Ji Tingshen turn around, take the mobile phone on the table, and dial a number.

The answer over there was quick, "Mr. Ji."

"How are things going over there?" Ji Ting sat back on the chair, expressionless on his face.

"The formalities have been completed," said the person on the phone. "President Wang's son was just chased by a loan shark two days ago, and our people are watching him hiding in this place."

"Well," Ji Ting nodded deeply.

"One more thing, Mr. Ji," said the other side.

"What?" Ji Ting asked deeply.

"The theme of this year's latest season has been decided," said the other side, "Director Qin asked me to ask you, will you still design it yourself this year?"

"Well," Ji Ting replied deeply, and just about to hang up the phone, he suddenly changed his mind, "Forget it, I'll rest for a while."

As soon as he hung up the phone, there was a knock on the door.

Shao Luo looked at the dry and wet bloody footprints all over the ground and was frightened. It took him a long time to look up at the person sitting on the chair playing with his mobile phone.

"Don't you have pain nerves?"

Shao Luo asked sincerely.

Ji Ting raised his eyebrows deeply.

Xiaohui was also taken aback, and hurried to get tools to clean.

After all the injuries on both feet were healed, Shao Luo still couldn't understand, "I haven't seen bare feet stepping on glass."

"There are a lot of them in the front yard," Ji Tingshen said.

"Aren't those mental problems?" Shao Luo frowned, "What is the comparison between a normal person and a mental patient?"

As soon as he said this, the smile on Ji Tingshen's face suddenly disappeared, he was stunned for a second, and then smiled again, "How do you know I'm not a lunatic? After all, I live here."

"I live here too," Shao Luo stared, "I'm crazy too?"

Ji Tingshen didn't speak.

"You have to cherish your own body." Shao Luo frowned as soon as he looked down at his feet. "In this world, there is no one or anything that is more important than your own body."

Ji Ting looked at him deeply.

"Don't hurt yourself because of other people's mistakes," Shao Luo said again.

The ward became quiet, and Ji Ting stared deeply at Shao Luo, as if staring at an alien.

After a long time, I turned my gaze, "You are the second person to tell me this."

"Oh," Shao Luo put the extra bandage back into the medicine cabinet.

"The first one is Zhao Tianyi," Ji Tingshen said.

He seemed to be recalling something funny, and he laughed for a long time before continuing to speak.

"They all say that Ji Tingshen's mother is a lunatic, Ji Tingshen is a little lunatic, don't play with him, only Zhao Tianyi is a fool, the others stay away, and he is the only one who goes to my side regardless of life or death."

"Mr. Zhao is indeed very kind to you," Shao Luo said.

"You want to be my elder brother," Ji Ting laughed deeply, "It's obviously younger than me."

I don't know if he suddenly met someone special, but Ji Tingshen's mood today is much better than usual, and he talks a lot more than usual.

Even the relaxed state that can only be seen in front of Zhao Tianyi has revealed a lot in front of Shao Luo.

Later, when I fell asleep, I had a short dream. Although I still didn't sleep for a long time, I didn't feel too bad after waking up.

While checking the time on the mobile phone, I opened the game store and bought a lot of things.

in game.

Sono is "parading the streets".

When I drove the broken car around the road for the fourth time, I still couldn't figure out where to go next, and I didn't know which direction to go, east, west, north, south.

When they passed through that entrance for the last time, Ding Liang and the others hadn't come out of it, probably they were still in a coma, and he and Wen Yuan couldn't get them out for a while.

Forget it, just take a direction.

You can't wait for zombies here.

She glanced at the road out of the city, planning to find a gas station to refuel first.

All sorts of messy things suddenly started popping out of the car one by one.

A few pieces of clothing, then a pile of clothing, and finally a large pile of...clothes.

(End of this chapter)

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