One night, my takeout was long overdue.
I called the delivery rider, but he didn’t answer. When I messaged him on the platform, all I got was this reply:
“I’ll bring it to you later. It’s not easy for us delivery riders, a vulnerable group working at night. Can’t you be more understanding? Are you in such a hurry to offer sacrifices to your ancestors?”
I immediately called to complain about his unprofessional and disrespectful behavior.
Right after I hung up, I received another message from him: “I know your address. Just wait to die.” This really scared me because my mother was also at home. If this crazy person came to our door, even if he didn’t harm me, he might wake up and frighten my mother. Without hesitation, I called the police. They arrived within ten minutes, and I quickly reported the death threat to them. The police assured me that they would track the account and handle the situation seriously. After they left, I took a photo of the police receipt and sent it to the rider as a warning: “I’ve called the police. You’ll be arrested soon.” I thought that if he apologized, I might consider asking the police to show mercy.
However, he didn’t reply. Instead, I heard a faint noise coming from the dark kitchen. It couldn’t be my mother because she wouldn’t go into the kitchen even if she woke up. Maybe it was a rat? Our kitchen was connected to a storage room and a balcony, so it was possible. I walked over cautiously. Just as I reached the kitchen door, a figure suddenly jumped out of the darkness! He was wearing a clown mask and holding an axe high above his head. The sharp blade glinted in the air as it came straight down towards my head. I heard the sound of the axe embedding into my skull, and the pain was excruciating. Then, everything went black…
I suddenly woke up, feeling disoriented. After a moment, I realized that I was back at my computer desk, holding my phone with the number 911 on the screen. I couldn’t understand why, but I was alive and well. Remembering the axe splitting my head and the unbearable pain, I pressed the call button without hesitation. The crazy rider must have climbed in through the balcony and hidden in the kitchen. He would kill me in a rage after I provoked him with the police receipt. All I had to do was let the police search the house. My mother had the habit of locking her bedroom door when she slept, so she was safe until the rider broke in.
I quickly reported the situation and stayed in my room. When the police called to say they were at the door, I felt relieved and walked out. But at that moment, a dark figure sprang out from the side. It was the same clown mask and the same axe! I was stunned as the axe came down on my head. Blood splattered all over my face, and the intense pain made my whole body numb. Once again, everything went black…
I woke up again, back at the computer desk with the phone still showing the 911 dialing screen. I was completely confused. Not only did I not understand why I was reincarnated, but also the rider’s actions were different this time. Last time, he killed me after I sent the police receipt, but this time, he attacked me as soon as I left the room. When I couldn’t figure something out, I liked to make analogies. For example, the reason my actions before death were different this time was that I had memories of the previous cycle. So, could it be that the rider also had memories of the cycle?
Thinking of this, I didn’t even dial 911 and directly hid in the closet. Sure enough, not long after, the door opened, and in came the murderer with the axe and the mask. How did he know I was in this room? It seemed that my judgment might be correct. The rider scanned the room and turned to leave. I closed my eyes and let out a silent sigh of relief. But when I opened my eyes, all I saw was the terrifying clown mask and the axe coming down! This time, my blood stained every piece of clothing in the closet, and I lost consciousness again…
Once again, I woke up in despair. The feeling of the axe splitting my head was unbearable, and I was sure I would go crazy if I had to experience it a few more times. At the same time, my situation was extremely bad. Since the murderer was also reincarnated with memories, he knew I would call the police and stopped me in time. He knew I came out of the room and came looking for me. I had nowhere to hide. I could only quickly lock the door and call the police, explaining that there was a murderer in my house and my mother and I were in danger. The operator was very nervous and told me to protect myself, promising that the police would arrive in five minutes. But just as I hung up, there was a loud bang. The door had been smashed through by the axe!
I ran to the window and shouted for help: “Help! Help! There’s a killer! Help!” But my cries were in vain. The door lasted less than a minute. When I turned around, the terrifying clown mask was already in front of me, and the axe came down without hesitation. The blade cut into my head, and the impact sent me crashing into the security window. My blood and brains splattered out of the window like rain…
I woke up again, this time taking only five seconds to calm down and assess the situation. The good news was that although the rider could break through the door, he wouldn’t harm my mother. The bad news was that I was truly trapped in my room with no way to escape and no one to hear my cries for help. If the reincarnation continued, I would just keep getting killed in this room and endure endless pain. Even worse, if the reincarnation suddenly stopped, I would really die. What could I do?
I quickly thought it through. Since the killer rider also had memories of the previous cycle, was it possible that he, like me, didn’t know why he was caught in this loop? If so, that would explain why he was so eager to kill me. Maybe he thought that killing me would end the cycle, and he wanted to see if it would really work.
Thinking of this, I rushed to the door, opened it slightly, and threw my phone out. Then I closed and locked the door. After hearing faint footsteps, I shouted, “Wait! Don’t move! Look at my phone! I didn’t call the police! Listen to me first!” Then I heard the footsteps stop outside the door, and the door remained intact. I quickly continued, “Killing me is useless. We both know that. And we don’t have any deep hatred between us, do we? So instead of killing me, let’s figure out why we’re in this cycle and how to get out of it. I have a clue. Do you want to hear it?” Finally, I heard him say, “Go on.” I breathed a sigh of relief. I had managed to convince him a little. But the problem was that I didn’t actually have a clue. What should I do next?
First, of course, I had to ensure the safety of my mother and myself. Second, the rider and I really didn’t have an irreconcilable conflict, did we? So I said, “Our conflict is just the complaint, right? I apologize! I’m sorry! I’ll call the platform to withdraw the complaint right away. Is that okay?” He didn’t answer. I continued, “As long as you leave my house now and don’t come back tonight, this cycle will naturally end. I also promise not to call the police or pose any threat to you. What do you think?” I thought I had done everything I could, both morally and rationally. For him, it was just a matter of getting revenge, and he wouldn’t want to get himself into more trouble, would he? Instead of being trapped in this inexplicable horror vortex, it would be better to get out in time. But his answer was, “No, you’re lying! You can’t reincarnate infinitely!”
With that, there was a loud bang on the door, and the axe blade came through. Even before being hit, my head was already throbbing. I couldn’t figure out what he thought I was lying about. Soon, the door was split open, and the clown rider rushed in. The axe came down on my forehead! This time, I even clearly felt half of my face being cut off, and then I lost consciousness…
Once again, I woke up at the computer desk. I couldn’t understand why a simple complaint could make him pursue me like this. He wasn’t even willing to let me go, even though it might free us both from this nightmare. There must be something more to it. This time, I wanted to try something new. Since he wouldn’t listen to my explanations anymore and just wanted to kill me to see what would happen, and I really didn’t want to be hacked to death again, I didn’t call 911. Instead, I sent a message to the rider on the delivery platform: “The door password is 114514. Come if you dare?” Then, I heard footsteps again. I quickly shouted, “Wait! Listen to me! Killing me is really useless!” But he clearly didn’t listen and hacked through the door with the axe. He was getting more and more proficient, and it only took him twenty seconds to open the door. Hacking my skull open was as easy as cutting through a melon. I lost consciousness again…
After waking up this time, I quickly opened the delivery platform. The rider replied even faster than I expected: “Damn! What kind of monster are you? Why did time go back?” So that’s it! This attempt made two things clear to me. First, the clown killer outside wasn’t the delivery rider at all. Second, the rider clearly entered the room using my password later!
Although it was my fault for involving him, I really had no choice. Before the clown killer came, I quickly sent a message asking him, “It’s urgent. I can’t explain much. What did you see when you came in?” He replied with several messages instantly: “You scared the shit out of me! Damn! You were in the living room with disheveled hair, drawing symbols on the floor with blood!” “Then you cut your own throat with a dagger! The blood sprayed all over the ceiling!” “What kind of monster are you? What do you want from me? I won’t mess with you anymore. I’m sorry. Please let me go!”
Reading these messages, my mind raced. When he entered the house, I should have been dead long ago. How could this be? Wait. Disheveled hair meant it was a woman. The only woman in the house was… my mother. So that’s how it was. My mother was the one who started this cycle. After finding me dead, she couldn’t accept it, so… she sacrificed herself to bring me back to this moment!
She killed herself. Thinking of this, my eyes filled with tears. It turned out that not only was I suffering from the pain and fear of death, but every time I died, my mother also killed herself. Even for her sake, I had to get rid of that clown as soon as possible. But the problem was, who the hell was this clown killer?
The footsteps outside were getting closer. There wasn’t much time left, and this time, I was probably going to die again. But now I knew the key point of this reincarnation cycle tonight – it wasn’t that I died that caused the cycle, but that my mother committed suicide. However, we all retained our memories, and even the rider did. Maybe only my mother didn’t. She just woke up from a nightmare, found me killed, experienced shock, sadness, and unbearable pain, and finally picked up a knife and cut her own throat. And then, she repeated this pain over and over again.
Now the most crucial thing was not to let the clown know that my mother was the key. Otherwise, he could give up killing me and go into my mother’s room to kill her instead. I thought for a moment and sent another message to the rider: “This is a curse, and you’re also trapped. Now bring the police to my house and stop my mother from committing suicide. Do you understand?” At that moment, the clown’s axe was already embedded in the door panel. There was really nothing in my room that could help me fight him. But all I hoped was that my mother would be okay. I hoped she could live.
But things didn’t go as I wished… I woke up again, still at the desk with the phone showing 911, still not dialed. I sighed. The rider didn’t succeed in stopping my mother. She still sacrificed herself for me. I opened the delivery platform and saw that the rider had sent me several messages: “Damn! What’s going on? I thought I did it!” “It’s been over half a month! I thought it was over! Why am I back?” “Reply quickly! Are you gone?” I realized that the rider had actually succeeded. He stopped my mother from sacrificing herself immediately. But he couldn’t stop what happened later.
This time, my mother sacrificed herself half a month later. This meant that no matter how much time passed, she would never give up on me. Just like when I was growing up, no matter what I was like, she never gave up on me. So, I only had one way – I must not be killed!
But there were already footsteps outside. I roughly calculated that from the start of this incident, the clown could kill me in less than five minutes after I woke up. This was suffocating. But I still had to find a way, or my mother would have to endure something even more suffocating. So the question was, how many minutes would it take for the rider to arrive?
I quickly sent him a message: “Come to my house now and see if you can find a person wearing a clown mask!” “If not, then next time you wake up, come to my house immediately!” “This person is the key to getting us out of this cycle! We’ll talk more when you see him!” At the same time, the clown was smashing the door. I shouted at the door being destroyed, “Who are you? Why are you killing me?” “I don’t even know you! Have you mistaken me for someone else?” “We can talk about anything! Let’s work it out!”
I used almost all the persuasive sentences I could think of, but I still couldn’t stop the clown. He split open my door, rushed in, and swung the axe, splitting my head in two…
Again, I woke up. I couldn’t understand when I had offended such an enemy. He was so ruthless, as if I had committed some heinous crime. Every time he killed me, he showed no mercy. I opened my phone and directly went to the delivery platform to send a message to the rider: “Did you see the clown?” Unexpectedly, the rider told me: “Not only did I see him, but I also told him how to end all this.” “Based on the previous experiences, I can also guess that your mother is the one who dragged me into this mess.” “So I told him that as long as he kills your mother first, everything will end.” “You can’t blame me. You got me into this in the first place.”
My head was buzzing. What was I thinking? I actually hoped that this rider could help me out of this困境 – he was the one who didn’t deliver the food on time, tried to morally blackmail me, and threatened me! He wasn’t a good person at all. My heart sank. I didn’t hear footsteps coming towards me, but there was a banging sound on the door outside!
I rushed out, but it was too late. My mother’s door had been opened, and there were bad sounds coming from inside. The sound of hacking and chopping. But what could I do? I really wanted to rush over and fight with this clown… But I had died so many times before. I couldn’t even put up a fight against him. He was just one-sidedly slaughtering me.
Thinking of this, I gritted my teeth and rushed towards the front door! That’s right. I escaped. Because I thought of one thing – since my mother could use some means to go back in time, could I do the same? So only by staying alive would there be a chance to turn things around!
I successfully rushed out of the door, but tears couldn’t help flowing down. I gritted my teeth and swore to make that clown pay!
But things were far from as simple as I thought… In fact, everything had just begun. When I ran downstairs, I found that the floor I lived on was already on fire. It was him. Soon, the security guards came and started evacuating the residents. The police and firefighters also came, and everything was in chaos. I was completely stunned. Originally, I thought that by staying alive, I could find the method my mother used to sacrifice herself and go back in time in her belongings. But this fire completely ruined my plan!
I was completely dumbfounded for a long time. After daybreak, the police found me, of course, because of my mother. I told them about the clown killer, but of course, I didn’t mention the reincarnation part. They also confirmed the intruder’s path through surveillance – he climbed over the back wall, took the elevator to the roof, and then used a rope to climb down and entered my house through the balcony.
With the surveillance, it was easy to track him down. The next day, the police caught the murderer. But his identity made me even more confused. Because I – didn’t know him at all! In the end, I only knew his name, Li Zhian.
The police even investigated all his relatives and friends, and even his social media – he had no connection with me or my mother at all! What the hell was going on?
And the frustrating thing was that I couldn’t see Li Zhian at all. The law didn’t allow me to visit him. I also hired lawyers and asked the other side’s lawyer to ask Li Zhian why he wanted to kill me… But I didn’t get any reply. He was just locked up, being tried, and sentenced…
And I – I went crazy.I couldn’t accept living like this. I knew clearly that my life was bought with my mother’s life. I couldn’t live like this without knowing anything. I even considered breaking into the prison to find Li Zhian and ask him for the truth. If I hadn’t known that I couldn’t be in the same prison as him even if I committed a crime, I might have chosen to do so. I couldn’t sleep at night, and when I did, I had nightmares of my mother being killed…
I was completely crazy. I spent a lot of money to find out Li Zhian’s personal information. He was a widower with few relatives, but he – had a daughter. This scumbag had a daughter? I thought…
Maybe his daughter would know something? I knew only a crazy person would think like this because his daughter was just a high school student. What could she know? But I was crazy at that time. So I really went to find his daughter…
I found out that her name was Li Lili. Not only that, I also tracked and surveyed… found out that she was a boarding student and how often she went home – every Friday, she would go home and live alone. So that Saturday night, I sneaked into her house, into her room. I tied her up and taped her mouth shut. Then I searched every corner of her house. But I didn’t find any clues. I became even crazier. I couldn’t believe that a person who had nothing to do with me would hunt me down like that!
I could only ask her what was going on. I tore off the tape on her mouth and questioned her: “Tell me! Why did your father want to kill me?” But she only cried and said she didn’t know me. But I was crazy at that time. I told her not to cry and to answer me! But she didn’t listen and couldn’t control herself…
I could only choke her neck, trying to make her listen. The harder she cried, the harder I squeezed…
Then. After I realized what I was doing…
She couldn’t move at all. I let go and found that… her neck was not only bruised but even caved in. I – killed her. I couldn’t believe it. I actually – killed her!
I collapsed and sat in the living room, crying. I missed my mother. I might never be able to see her again. Never be able to save her. So I kept crying…
I don’t know how long it had been. The front door was pushed open.
At first, I didn’t even know who it was. I was crying so hard that I couldn’t see clearly. The figure rushed straight into the room. Then I heard crying. That person might be crying even harder than me…
His crying attracted me because he was crying and blaming himself at the same time: “I’m sorry, I’m sorry, Dad is late…” “It’s all Dad’s fault…” “I tried my best, tried to escape… still too late…” “I’m sorry… I’m sorry…” “Just a little bit, a little bit more and I could have made it…”
I was stunned. The girl’s father was – the clown killer Li Zhian?
I tried to stand up and staggered towards the room. When I walked to the door and saw the scene inside, I was shocked – it was a middle-aged man in ragged clothes. He was kneeling on the ground, with strange symbols drawn on the floor with blood. He was holding a dagger in both hands and raising his head to expose his neck. But he also saw me. His dead eyes glanced at me, and he said to me: “It’s still you… of course it’s you…” “I should have killed you long ago!”
This sentence hit me like a bolt of lightning. And he quickly inserted the dagger into his own neck. Blood spurted out. And my vision suddenly distorted…
I suddenly woke up!
Then, it took me a full five seconds to realize that – I was back to that night. The night my mother died. Everything was like a dream. It felt like a lifetime ago.
I finally understood why Li Zhian was so crazy about killing me… Because I killed his daughter!
But it was he who attacked me and my house first, which led to such a terrifying consequence. How could it all be my fault?
My mind was still in chaos. After a while, I tremblingly clicked on my phone and entered the delivery platform. This time, the delivery rider wasn’t as panicked. His message to me even contained some relief: “Sure enough, I’m back here again.” “But it’s okay. We can start over.” “It seems that killing your mother only made the time last for more than a year?” “Am I destined to come back here?”
You can imagine that this idiot must have had a very rough year. That’s why he thought starting over was a good thing.
But his words also made one thing clear to me – the cycle did carry memories. That is to say, this time, there was no need for the rider to tell Li Zhian to kill my mother. Li Zhian already knew!
However, what he had to consider was that he must kill me next! Only then could his daughter live.
Thinking of this, I jumped up from my seat! Because this cycle had been so long that my mind wasn’t working well. I didn’t even think that – almost a minute had passed, and Li Zhian was about to kill my mother!
I couldn’t just sit and wait to die. Just as I was about to rush out, there was a knock on the door: “Knock knock knock.”
Li Zhian would never knock!
I knew who was outside. My eyes were already wet. I rushed over and opened the door, and as expected, I saw – my mother.
She smiled at me kindly. This smile seemed to have been separated from me for centuries. I was stunned for two seconds before tears burst out. Unable to hold back, I directly hugged her.
My mother patted my back and said, “It’s urgent. Hold on. He must be in our house. We have to run!”
I understood that – my mother also had memories. This meant that only the person who sacrificed themselves to start the cycle would lose their memories.
“Okay, Mom. Let’s go!”
But as soon as we rushed out of the corridor and into the living room, we were blocked by a tall, dark figure – Li Zhian. He was wearing a clown mask and carrying an axe. Standing straight in the middle of the living room, blocking our way out.
What should we do?
My mother calmly stopped me and said to him, “Li Zhian, let’s end this here… Let us go. We have memories now. We’ll stay away from your family in the future.”
However, Li Zhian didn’t seem to buy it. He looked in a very bad state, lowering his head and mumbling in a hoarse voice: “I have to kill him. Otherwise, he will kill my daughter…” “I have to protect my daughter… I must kill him…”
Even without memories, he was determined to kill me!
I couldn’t help but argue: “Be reasonable! You started this in the first place. If you let us go… nothing would have happened!”
Li Zhian raised his head. Because of the clown mask, I couldn’t see his expression. But his voice suddenly became clear: “Have you forgotten everything?”
At this moment, I realized that things might not be as simple as I thought. Because my mother didn’t say anything either.
I couldn’t help but turn to her and ask: “Mom, what is he talking about?”
My mother sighed and then explained: “Son… actually, all this – you started it.”
I was still confused when my mother took out something and handed it to me. I took a closer look – it was a dagger.
I had seen it before, just “not long ago”, when Li Zhian saw his daughter’s body…
He used this dagger to cut his own neck. According to the rider’s description, my mother should have used this dagger to sacrifice herself too, right?
But my mother said: “Son, this dagger – actually, it’s yours.”
I was stunned: “Impossible! I’ve never seen this thing in my life. How could it be…?”
At that moment, I suddenly understood.
“I used it, and then, I lost all my memories?”
My mother nodded: “Yes, you lost all the memories of the previous, normal world…”
That is to say, although they also used this dagger, they at least retained all the memories of the first world we experienced.
What kind of memories were those?
Could it be that I was really not a good person?
“Tell me, at the beginning… what was our relationship?”
“In-laws.”
It turned out that Li Lili was my future wife. In the original world, our two broken families formed a beautiful big family. But one day, I killed Li Lili. This is what Li Zhian saw with his own eyes, and he described it like this:
“That night you two quarreled, and maybe you even fought because even the neighbors heard the noise…” “It stopped after midnight, but you didn’t let her go, didn’t let my daughter go…” “You despicable piece of trash, you actually… you killed her while she was asleep!” “When your mother and I arrived, we only saw you, alone, in a pool of blood, holding that dagger…” “There was no way for anyone to get in, no traces, it could only be you…” “And then you committed suicide by cutting your own throat…” “And then I went back to the present… twenty years ago, I think…”
If it was twenty years ago, that was the year I was born!
“At first, I thought all the memories I had were just dreams, and I lived my life peacefully, gave birth to Lili, and said goodbye to my wife…” “But this year, I’ve been having nightmares every day, dreaming that Lili was killed by you, you piece of trash!” “The dreams are getting more and more real, and they don’t seem fake at all!” “I knew… it was real… for her, I must, kill you!”
After saying these words, he even put the axe down from his shoulder.
As if he was about to come over and chop me at any moment.
But after experiencing so many things, I immediately realized the problem:
“No! Obviously, I sacrificed myself with the dagger to go back in time because Lili died, right?” “I was trying to save her!”
“Impossible. I’ve already said that there was no way to get into your house!”
Li Zhian immediately denied my guess. My mother also nodded and continued: “Yes, when we arrived at your house, we couldn’t even get in the door… you changed the password, and the door was locked.” “Lili’s father, he tried all possible ways to get in, but all failed…” “Finally, we called the police, and the firefighters cut the door open with a saw to get in!”
Li Zhian also said: “There were only the two of you in the house. Besides you, there couldn’t be any other murderer, could there?” “And, just not long ago… you also killed Lili, that high school student Lili… didn’t you?” “Maybe this is fate. You must die, you must die…!”
He was getting more and more agitated, as if he was about to lose control at any moment.
And I was also very confused.
What was the truth, really?
Could it be that I was really such a crazy murderer?
After thinking for a while,
I made a bold decision!
I gently threw the dagger towards Li Zhian. Then I explained: “Here, this gives you the upper hand.” “I’m not begging you to let us go, but I’m begging you to give me a chance to see what will happen in the future.” “If I’m really the murderer, you can come back at any time. Anyway, even if you lose your memory, you still plan to kill me, right?” “But if I’m not… then, don’t you want to know if there’s really someone else who killed your daughter?”
Li Zhian picked up the dagger on the ground, a little hesitant.
I had really put all my cards on the table, and what I was betting on was that – he wasn’t a completely irrational killer. He was just crazy for his daughter and had to do this.
And when I brought up the possibility of “another murderer”, he had to calm down and think about it.
After a long time…
Li Zhian carried the axe and turned to leave, only leaving one sentence.
“Stay away from my daughter!”
After that, time seemed to pass very quickly. We even moved away and left this city. But unfortunately, some things seemed fated to happen. When I was in graduate school, I met a freshman named Lin Zhenzhen. We fell in love.
The process was also very dramatic. At first, she was very afraid of me and would run away when she saw me. This also caught my attention because I was afraid that I had offended her somewhere. As we got to know each other, we found that there was no misunderstanding at all. She couldn’t explain why she was subconsciously afraid of me. But after getting in touch, she realized that I wasn’t a bad person and was attracted by the huge contrast.
She was an orphan, and I thought that was the reason. She didn’t talk much about her family, and I didn’t care. Because I was also from a single-parent family. We had a calm relationship for many years and even lived together after graduation.
Until one day, I suddenly found out a terrible thing – Zhenzhen had changed her name. Even her surname!
Because before her college entrance examination, her father got into trouble and was arrested. Her relatives changed her name and surname for her sake and even got her a separate household register to completely cut ties with her scumbag father. This way, if she had a political review in the future, she could avoid this father.
And her father’s name was – Li Zhian.
At that time, I was stunned. After going around in circles, I ended up with Li Lili again!
And then I understood why she was afraid of me at first – because I had killed her before. And when Li Zhian sacrificed himself, she was also in the room, so…
She retained her memories.
But it was so chaotic and terrifying at that time that she might have forgotten, right?
But I couldn’t forget.
Since everything was still going to happen after going around in circles…
Would she be killed again?
After knowing that Zhenzhen was Lili, I lived on thin ice every day. I even hinted to Zhenzhen that she must be careful and safe.
But things still couldn’t be stopped.
It happened on the day I went to find Li Zhian for insurance – that’s right, I hired a lawyer to get a chance to meet him. I wanted to know where the dagger was. I wanted to use it as a backup, a safeguard.
But the accident happened that day – Li Zhian told me everything I wanted to know. Because he also regretted deeply that he hadn’t protected Lili well in this life and felt very guilty.
But when I got home, it was a disaster. Lili was dead.
Looking at Lili lying in a pool of blood, I was completely stupid. I really wanted to stab the dagger into my neck immediately, but I held back. Although it was very hard, I held back.
I called the police. The police came quickly.
Strange things happened.
During their on-site investigation, the strangest thing was that – the doors and windows were intact, with no signs of forced entry! The surveillance outside didn’t catch anything either. Either the murderer could avoid all the surveillance, or the murderer was someone they knew!
So at first, they even suspected me. But after a more detailed investigation, they also found traces left by a third person – in the bedroom, Lili had fought and torn with him and pulled off a button, which fell under the desk.
This button was very special.
Because it was only used on the uniform jacket of a certain delivery platform!
At that moment, I suddenly realized – the password of my electronic lock at home was still set to the familiar password: 【114514】.
And I also understood the murderer’s motive…
He was having a hard life. He wanted to go back. He knew that as long as he killed Lili…
Either I or Li Zhian would bring him back!
So that’s how it was… I suddenly understood.
After I was free to move, I immediately went to find Li Zhian and told him everything. Then, I also told my mother. Finally, I found a secluded place…
And cut my own throat.
I suddenly woke up.
The phone in my hand was still on the 911 dialing screen. I couldn’t remember much, but I remembered this – there was no need to call the police. Sure enough, a few seconds later, my mother pushed the door open. She also told me: “Don’t call the police. It’s okay… It’s okay.” I was extremely calm. And that night, really, nothing happened. At least, nothing happened in our house.
The next morning, I saw a news – a delivery rider was hacked to death on the street. The murderer was quickly caught. Everything seemed to finally return to calm…
But would it really be completely calm? Because the whole thing, the entire cycle, had actually been established before the rider got involved. My mother kept that magical dagger safe. We also started to live a good life. Would everything be calm?
But I knew that maybe one day, I would wake up suddenly like that night…
