Accompany you to the end of the world

Chapter 42

Ihara and his friends had dinner outside, and it was past eight o'clock in the evening when they got home.He greeted his mother and entered his room, and was startled when he turned on the light.Mai Mang was sitting on his bed with her knees hugged and expressionless, with a newspaper in front of her.

Ihara didn't read it carefully, but he already knew that it was yesterday's evening paper.He sighed and sat on the edge of the bed facing Maimang.

The girl was speechless for a long time, and finally choked out an unanswerable question from her throat: "Brother, tell me, if it wasn't this person, then who killed my mother?"

Ihara quickly shifted his gaze to the ground beside him.

Can't look her in the eyes, if I do, I'm afraid I'll cry before her in embarrassment.

Because, all along, everything that Maimang should have endured was done by Ihara.This incident had a greater impact on Ihara than on Maimang.

It began on that unusually hot evening six years ago.

It started after Maimang found out that the door of the house was not covered, raised his head in confusion while holding the lost key, and asked Jing Yuan for help with his eyes.

It started when Ihara pushed the door open a gap, looked inside for only two or three seconds, and then immediately closed it again.

Two or three seconds, a decision, and then, changed the lives of two people.

That ordinary teenager saw the dead body of her relative lying in the middle of the room. Her face touched the ground, her head was resting on her arms and she was facing the door of the house, as if she was about to crawl outside the door for help. The strangely shaped blood stains extending from the bed proved that she had died. After struggling to climb a long distance, she was finally exhausted and no longer struggled. The blood quietly spread under her chest and body into a dark red lake, soaking the four feet of the coffee table, and seemed to continue to spread.The room was poorly lit, but even teenage children could tell from the sight that she would not survive the loss of so much blood.

Ihara endured the nausea and closed the door to block the bloody smell in the room.

First, the police should be called.

"What's the matter? Did mom go home first?" A girl's voice suddenly came from beside her.He remembered that Maimang was still with him, at this moment, he was calmer than ever, and he must never let her see him!
So first of all, you should get rid of the awning first.

Since then, it seems that nothing can make Xie Jingyuan panic.He gradually didn't get along well with his peers, his eyes were indifferent, he was reticent, he acted impeccably, he watched the fire from the other side, and only became gentle and tolerant when facing Maimang. Seen, known, experienced.After experiencing such a disaster, the warmth in his heart has been dispelled to the very last, and the remaining part should be left to Maimang.

The girls in the school all said: Xie Jingyuan is handsome, but he always gave people the feeling of being weird, gloomy and difficult to get along with.

This "before" refers to the time before he hit Jing Zhihui with a bicycle in his senior year of high school.

(End of this chapter)