A fully armed, sneaky man carefully observed his surroundings and confirmed that no one else was walking about. He then quickly darted out from the dark corner and directly entered a dilapidated ruined house next to him. After lying by the door and confirming through the cracks that no one was following him or had noticed his hideout, he heaved a long sigh of relief.
He sat down tiredly on the simple bed he had set up. He took off the tattered cloth wrapped around his head and the rather crude black-framed glasses. Feeling the gruesome scar on his face, bitterness and resentment emerged in his heart: Why? Why was his affair exposed? Why did he fall into such a wretched state, even worse off than a stray dog on the street? Why did he accidentally killed someone? All of this, why!!!
Yang Jian angrily slapped his own forehead, pain and anguish etched on his face. He didn’t want to go to jail!
This was the 30th day since Yang Jian’s scandal had erupted, and the 25th day of him fleeing in fear of his crime.
25 days ago, when Yang Jian’s father heard about the scandalous thing his son had done, he rushed home in a fit of rage.
It was just before 3 am, when everyone was asleep. But for Father Yang who was already furious at this time, he didn’t care about these things!
He kicked open Yang Jian’s bedroom door with force. The loud noise startled the exhausted Yang Jian, who had not been eating or sleeping properly these past few days. He looked at his father in horror, trembling as he fearfully called out, “Dad.”
“Don’t call me dad!” Father Yang grabbed a book from the shelf by the door and hurled it forcefully at Yang Jian’s face. “You beast, you are capable now! Just like your whore of a mother, you love seducing men, don’t you? So you went and became a mistress too, you shameless bastard! I’ve got a reputation to uphold! I should have strangled you when you were born if I knew you would turn out like this!”
“Dad, no, it’s not like that. You, you let me explain.” Yang Jian panicked and shook his head frantically. “Really, you just listen to me, Dad!”
“Explain? Hmph, what more is there to explain!” Father Yang had lost all reason. He glared at Yang Jian fiercely, and the more he looked at him, the more angry he became.
Originally, Yang Jia bore a striking resemblance to his mother, with delicate features. Ever since that woman left, Father Yang had been harboring a deep resentment. Now that he encountered Yang Jian’s incident, Father Yang, who was used to male chauvinism, was completely enraged.
He let out a loud shout and rushed straight in front of Yang Jian, reaching out and viciously grabbing him by the throat, clearly intending to strangle this evil son.
Yang Jian painfully opened his eyes wide. His hands tried to pry open his father’s restraints, while his feet kicked frantically in the air, but to no avail. The air he inhaled into his abdomen was becoming thinner and thinner, and the scene before his eyes was gradually becoming blurry, and his consciousness in his brain was beginning to dissipate.
His listless gaze scattered. When he saw the small iron alarm clock on the bedside table, his gaze focused. The instinct to survive made him to reach towards that alarm clock with great effort. Just a little more, just a little more, got it!
Yang Jian tightly gripped the alarm clock in his right hand, and with great effort, he raised his head and forcefully struck it against his father’s head. Father Yang felt the pain and temporarily loosened the hands that were strangling his neck. Yang Jian took this opportunity to strike him several more times in succession, forcing Father Yang to let go of his hands.
Yang Jian seized this chance and struggled free from Father Yang’s hands. He held the now blood-stained alarm clock in his right hand and gently caressed his own neck with his left hand. He coughed painfully, and each cough caused his throat to hurt a little more.
Father Yang reached out and felt the wound on his head that had been struck, his eyes becoming even more gloomy. “Good, you little beast! You dare to hit your old man! Today, I’ll make sure to kill you!”
“Don’t come any closer!” Yang Jian shouted hoarsely in fear. “If you come any closer, I’ll fight you to the death! Don’t force me!”
“Hmph! You dare to shout at your old man!” Father Yang sneered with disdain, and without further ado, rushed at him again.
Yang Jian let out a scream and forcefully threw the alarm clock in his hand towards Father Yang, but unfortunately the angle was off and he missed. In his panic, he threw everything around him, but it failed to stop Father Yang’s advancing footsteps. However, at this moment, an unexpected event occurred. Father Yang stumbled and fell to the ground because of the things he threw.
Seeing this situation, Yang Jian immediately seized the opportunity and rushed out of the bedroom. Unfortunately, Father Yang quickly caught up. He wanted to seize the chance to go out, but there was not enough time. He turned around and went into the kitchen instead. He immediately grabbed the sharp kitchen knife lying on the cutting board. His hands trembled as he gripped the knife tightly. He shouted at Father Yang who was following closely behind: “Dad, don’t come any closer, don’t force me!”
Upon seeing the kitchen knife in his hand, Father Yang directly grabbed the broom from the side and viciously swung it towards him.
Yang Jian tried his best to dodge while attempting to persuade his father to stop. Unfortunately, the irrational Father Yang was no longer listening at all, and his attacks became even more vicious.
Yang Jian, who had long been under the beatings and abuse of his father, was now also enraged. Why did he have to be beaten like this all the time? Why didn’t this man fulfill the responsibilities of a father at all, and now just started beating him without even giving him a chance to speak? Why! It was obviously the two of them who were irresponsible.
It was the adults who did it! He refused to accept it! He was not going to accept it!
The resentment that had accumulated in his heart for many years finally erupted at this moment. Yang Jian’s eyes turned red with hatred as he looked at the father who was attacking him mercilessly. He let out a roar and charged at him with the kitchen knife in hand.
Half an hour later, Yang Jian sat blankly on the floor of the living room. Not far from him lay Father Yang, lifeless in a pool of blood.
Yes, in the half-hour struggle that just happened, Yang Jian accidentally cut the carotid artery of his father’s neck with a kitchen knife, and the gushing fresh blood splattered all over Yang Jian’s face. He reached out and touched the warm liquid on his face, staring blankly at the bright red color. By the time he regained his senses, his father was already lying in a pool of blood with his eyes wide open in shock.
Yang Jian hastily threw down the kitchen knife he was holding, his mind completely blank. He couldn’t understand why things had developed to this point. He really didn’t mean to kill anyone. He only intended to scare his father with the knife. What should he do now? What should he do?
The sounds from the neighboring apartment snapped Yang Jian out of his daze. He could clearly hear the puzzled conversation between the couple next door.
“Hey, husband, did you hear the commotion next door?”
“Of course I did, it woke me up. Really, what’s all the fuss about this late at night!”
“Exactly! Come to think of it, it sounded like the father and son were arguing, but now it’s suddenly quiet. Do you think something happened?”
“Oh wife, don’t overthink it. Whatever happens to them, it’s none of our business. It’s only 3:30 am, let’s just go back to sleep.”
“Mm, you’re right.”
Hearing this, Yang Jian’s heart finally settled back down. He looked at his father lying on the floor one more time, then stood up and laboriously dragged him into the closet in the master bedroom. He wiped away all the bloodstains in the room. Finally, before dawn broke, he quickly gathered some of his own clothes and put all the remaining savings of several thousand yuan in the house into his pocket.
He cautiously opened the door and peeked out several times before quietly descending the stairs step by step. Just as he reached the second-floor landing, the sound of a door opening came from upstairs. Startled, he slipped and fell down the stairs.
As a result, his face hit the ground when he fell. There were several sharp stones scattered on the ground that was about to be repaired. One of the stones happened to cut open his cheek. But at this moment, he didn’t care about the serious injury on his face. Clutching his bleeding right cheek with one hand and grabbing his bag with the other, he ran out in a panic. There was no way, the noises from upstairs were getting clearer and clearer. If he didn’t leave, it would be too late.
After reaching an abandoned and dilapidated factory on the outskirts, Yang Jian finally had a chance to inspect the injury on his face. Although there was no mirror at hand, because it had rained a few days ago, there were several puddles of rainwater around. Yang Jian walked to the puddle and lowered his head to take a look. A gash about 20 cm long ran from his left temple to his right cheek. It can be said that his face was basically ruined.
Staring at the wound on his face in the water, Yang Jian’s shoulders shook as he started to laugh bitterly, tears eventually flowing down on his face. He knew that his life no longer had a bright future. But even so, he couldn’t go to jail. He couldn’t spend the rest of his life behind bars! He had to run, to escape to a place where no one knew him, so the police wouldn’t find him. Yes, that’s what he had to do!
With this single thought, Yang Jian picked up his bag and continued to ran off to a remote area…
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