Pure Darkness

Chapter 93

To solve the child trafficking case, she had been standing outside in the bitter winter for more than 30 hours. He was young, but his legs had problems due to being frozen.

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That day, his two daughters were at the scene. But, since he had previously locked them in the television closet, they escaped everything. Unfortunately, her eldest daughter Jian Yao had witnessed the unfolding of the entire massacre, and was unable to speak for a long time afterwards. . .

Pain and regret, like a wild beast, gnawed at Luo Lang's heart. Every day every night. He had previously considered surrendering to the police, but when he thought about prison life, and even the possibility of neglect by his parents, he shrank from the idea. . .

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In the end, the police did not come knocking on his door. He has escaped.

But can someone really escape?

From that day onward, the fool was forever trapped in the living room of the Jian residence, holding a bloodied machete, eyes full of tears, not knowing what to do.

……

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The sky is almost dark. They could only see each other's faces with a glimmer of borrowed light left.

At that moment, 36-year-old Luo Lang was not fully aware of what was going on. His gaze shifted from Bo Jinyan to Jian Yao's face, beside her. Suddenly, a hint of excitement appeared in his heart.

What kind of eyes are those!

The eyes were pure, pitch-black, so calm and boundless. In this life, he could finally see those eyes again. His eyes are the same as his father's. It was the eyes that Luo Lang admired, adored, and missed.

He felt his legs become soft under him, and he collapsed on the ground.

He could not clearly distinguish whether the person in front of him was Jian Yao or Jian Yi. Behind him were steep cliffs and sheer rock faces, but he felt as if he was kneeling in the living room that year.

“I'm sorry . . . Forgive me . .” He looked at her, his expression indistinguishable between timidity and obsession. “Please forgive me . . . I'm sorry . .”

Her tears exploded.

Although he did not move, Bo Jinyan grasped his weapon and faced towards Luo Lang as she listened to the voices. At this moment, the gun in Jian Yao's hand was aimed more precisely at Luo Lang's forehead. He looked at his suddenly agonized appearance, and his thoughts were jumbled between thoughts and emotions. He doesn't know how to answer. Her tears gradually overflowed and blurred her gaze.

At his silence, Luo Lang's heart fell into the depths of the ice. Maybe people on the verge of death always have crazy thoughts. These past twenty years, every moment of every day, he thirsted for his forgiveness. He even grabbed the legs of his pants and looked at him with eyes full of hope and hope, filled with deep emotions. Again, he said, “Jian Yao. . . please forgive me . . . I don't want anything more. . . Twenty this year, all I want is a word from you. . . . . pardon. .”

His tearful words caused a thread of sadness to appear in Jian Yao's heart. He knew that he would not live long; even if he did not die from his serious injuries today, he would eventually be sentenced to death. Suddenly, all the experiences of their acquaintances flooded his mind. There was a hometown reunion hosted by Li Xunran, where she sat quietly in a suit, smiled casually at him and said, “Jian Yao, when I was young, I took you and Xunran fishing.” There was a case when the masked killer got closer, An Yan and Fang Qing had been blown up, he had fallen to the ground due to the force of the explosion, it was he who picked him up and faced the masked killer alone.

About the past year, she had accompanied him every day, like an older brother, like a good friend, never overstepped the mark, always with gentle self-control. No one could see that he had been psychologically disturbed for many years, even he who had seen him every day. . .

But, forgiveness?

As he walked into trouble, he had prayed for forgiveness for the sins he had committed against his father.

Tears welled up in his eyes and he once again looked at Luo Lang.

Luo Lang also looked at him.

“I cannot forgive you,” Jian Yao said slowly. “I will never be able to forgive you.” He did not know why, but he felt as if a dull blade was slowly swiping his heart.

Luo Lang's face was deathly pale. As he stood there, stiff and confused, he looked like a statue. Then, he laughed, very bitter and very agitated. He looked down and covered his face with his hands. As her tears flowed, she said, “I know . . . I know . . . I know . .”. He kept repeating this sentence, his spirit was clearly on the verge of collapse.

Suddenly, a coldness appeared in his eyes. Jian Yao's heart surged, and she was just about to say, “Don't move!” But it's too late. Luo Lang, despite being severely injured, was still extremely agile. He turned around and jumped off the cliff!

It is a steep cliff, so deep and sinister that its base is nowhere to be seen. The wind blows from the bottom up.

Everything happened in just a few seconds. Jian Yao did not even have time to move forward.

Luo Lang hung from the edge of the cliff. Bo Jinyan, who was the closest to him, at the last minute swung her hand wildly in an unconscious motion, and actually grabbed his arm.

Perhaps because he had already decided to die, Luo Lang's eyes returned clear and bright. He laughed and, avoiding Jian Yao's eyes, instead looked at the person in front of him. “Bo Jinyan, how do you know. . that the butterfly killer is me?”

Bo Jinyan did not answer him. His sunglasses fell off his face and fell off a cliff.

“That year, when a group of masked assassins moved against us, how did you know of their plan so that you could warn Jian Yao with a text message?” Bo Jinyan asked.

Luo Lang was surprised.

Then, a kind of strange expression appeared on his face. Confusion, confusion, pain, betrayal.. .he suddenly laughed and raised his fist. He smacked it hard onto the back of Bo Jinyan's hand, so Bo Jinyan, who was in pain, had no choice but to loosen her grip.

Luo Lang instantly fell.

Like a butterfly falling into the sky, like a man falling into a grave. Carrying an unsolved secret, he flew by himself.

He finally no longer needed to be trapped by his own actions.

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This ravine, this mountain range, was silent and vast, like a dreamland scene.

Jian Yao supported Bo Jinyan as they stood on the edge of the cliff. He said, “The only thing he did in the last moments of his life was beg for my forgiveness, but I did not forgive him. For someone with an abnormal psychological condition, am I too harsh and callous?”

Bo Jinyan's face without sunglasses. The biting county wind of Ren blew in his face. In the darkness, Jian Yao could no longer see his face.

He said, “Hate can never make people truly happy. But, understanding and giving leeway to someone who has degenerated may not save him. His psychological state had been abnormal for many years, even if you gave him an understanding, there would be no way for him to become like a normal person. Your father's death could be a major trigger and the reason he became abnormal, but the formation of such an abnormality must have been caused by many factors. Innate tendency, environment, this – family are all possible factors. You don't have to blame yourself for following your heart. What's more, whether you have understood and allowed it or not, all the crimes he has committed over the years, especially where innocent victims died tragically, he can never be forgiven.”

Jian Yao was silent for a long time as she leaned into Bo Jinyan's embrace. They stood there quietly, hugging each other, until they heard more and more police sirens roaring behind them, and more and more people were coming.