Treacherous Collector

Chapter 35 Hello?Give foreign aid?
With the help of the light, Lu Hao finally saw the boss's eyes clearly - no pupils, like dead fish!
Xu Decai came to the underground garage of Liwan Plaza. A car wash shop inside was still lit. He walked in and asked cautiously:
"Hello? Do you want foreign aid? The car is broken down and on the road."

The clerk inside was looking for something on the shelves.

"No, we don't have cars in the shop."

Xu Decai pointed to the repair car with the signboard of the car wash shop outside the shop, and complained anxiously:
"Brother, don't you think that's a car? You can do it, my wife is still in the car!"

The clerk was a little impatient, waved his hands repeatedly, and drove Xu Decai out of the store.

The phone rang, and Xu Decai took out the phone and pressed the answer button.

"Honey, my stomach hurts, where are you?"

Xu Decai walked out of the store, and the wind chime at the door swayed, making a pleasant sound.

Lu Hao closed his eyes, and the dazzling white light filled the whole world; the sound of rain, phone calls, and parents' quarrels could be heard endlessly.

The father picked up the fragments on the ground and threw them at the mother, which hit the throat impartially, and the mother fell on her back with a hideous face.

Blood spread on the floor, extending in all directions, like one road after another. Lu Hao stared in horror, sitting alone beside him.

His spirit was on the verge of collapse, and his mother's face was distorted, trying to open her mouth to growl, baring her blood-stained fangs, appearing in his dreams during countless sleepless nights.

"Mom, I was wrong, Mom, I didn't hurt you"

Lu Hao could only cry to clear up his grievances.

My father picked up my mother's body and cut her into pieces in the kitchen. Some of them were pureed and washed down the sewer, while others were powdered and sprinkled into flower pots to become nourishment.

The dead soul strangled Lu Hao's neck, and made a sound incomprehensible to humans with a sharp voice.

Reality and fantasy are intertwined, and colorful blocks of color converge into countless lights and shadows, singing a grand song of redemption.

"Husband! The car slipped, my stomach hurts, and the amniotic fluid seems to be broken."

Xu Decai turned back to the store, lowered his posture and begged the clerk to help him, but the clerk was still unmoved.

The wind chimes at the door vibrated, and the sound disturbed Xu Decai. The car was no longer safe, and he had to go back immediately to rescue his wife!

When Shanshan came late, he only saw the car that slid into the low-lying pothole and was almost submerged in water. He jumped into the water like crazy, and pulled the car door desperately.

The water never fully submerged the vehicle, and Xu Decai was completely unable to open the door under such circumstances.

He could only watch his wife drown gradually with his own eyes, and could do nothing.

The wife spit out many air bubbles from her nose, and her pupils seemed to be covered with dust and became blurred.

Xu Decai was cold all over and passed out in the water.

When he woke up again, he was already lying on the hospital bed. His slider phone was not damaged by the water. When he opened the phone, there was an unread message:
5 hour ago:
Wife: When will you come back, husband?There's water in the car and it's cold.

The phone reminded that the battery was flooded and was about to automatically shut down. Xu Decai put it aside and cried bitterly.

The boss let go of his strong hand, and Lu Hao sat down paralyzed, his pupils absent-minded, and he was breathing rapidly.

In his opinion, it was his mother staring at him with resentful eyes, her lips opening and closing as before death.

The scenes of childhood that have long been deliberately forgotten continue to impact his mind. In addition, there are also warm pictures that are in contrast:
At the age of six, he was held by his mother's big hand, and the two walked in the playground, laughing and laughing constantly.

At the age of four, he was bullied by children in kindergarten, and his mother argued with the teacher aggressively to seek justice for him.

The memory was washed clear by tears, and a baby who was waiting for breastfeeding was reflected in the eyes. The mother picked him up and made him happy with the wind chime in her hand.

For many years, Lu Hao kept telling himself: At that time, it was the mother who deserved it, and she deserved it!If she doesn't die, I die.

Recalling the scene at that time, my mother fell to the ground, her abdomen arched hard, her lips moved slightly, as if she was saying something.
The wind chime was too loud, Lu Hao tried hard to hear it, but still couldn't hear it clearly.

Xu Decai stood on the roof of Liwan Plaza, his shirt collar was wet with tears, he fell on his back and fell.

"Honey, I'm here to accompany you."

He was dead, probably dead, for many years.

When he woke up again, he only remembered that he had an enemy in the car wash shop underground in Liwan Plaza.

He forgot the reason for the feud, the appearance and gender of the enemy, but this is not important, he just needs to kill everyone in the car wash shop!Including guests!

Today, another kid came to the car wash shop to die, but he was very smart, and he tried his best, but he couldn't use the "rules" to kill him.

That kid reminded Xu Decai of someone—the car wash clerk who killed his wife by refusing to help.

Anger blinded his eyes, although he knew that killing people beyond the "rules" would destroy him, but it didn't matter, anyway, he shouldn't have existed in this world long ago!
The boss is the first to emerge from memory!He stared at his blood-red eyes, picked up the blood-stained kitchen knife, and strenuously walked towards Lu Hao.

In Lu Hao's field of vision, what he saw was his mother holding the shards of glass, clutching the wound on her neck, walking towards him step by step.

The mother murmured uncontrollably, her lips opened and closed just like in countless dreams.

Lu Hao completely collapsed, he fell to his knees and roared loudly:

"Kill me! Kill me if you have the ability! Stop pestering me! I will give you back my life! Okay!"

In every nightmare, his mother just stared at him, and that look was firmly imprinted in his mind. This time, his mother finally wanted to take revenge.

That's good, so I'm freed, and don't have to suffer from the nightmare.

Lu Hao raised his head and looked at his mother with bright eyes washed with tears. The sound of the wind chimes stopped, and the world was terribly quiet. He finally heard what his mother wanted to say!
In countless days and nights of endless nightmares, the sentence he had guessed countless times turned out to be only three simple words:
I am sorry.

(End of this chapter)