“Do you know what was inside the syringe? What kind of drug was inside?”

The woman walked up to Lu Qingxin. She wielded the scalpel expertly and sliced across Lu Qingxin’s right face.

She drew a line that was symmetrical with the wound on the left cheek. The blood slowly flowed out from the wound, revealing a deep line.

“Why did my son die?”

She kept thinking, of the incident. The school had organized an excursion for spring. There were so many people then. Why did it have to be her son?

Why did Lu Qingxin pick her son out of all the students present?

Was it a coincidence?

“I’m so sorry. Sorry… sorry… sorry…”

Lu Qingxin kept mouthing the word, “Sorry” over and over again.

What good was apologizing now?

The mother of the little fat boy simply sneered. “What are you sorry for? I don’t need your apology. I want you to return my son to me.”

How was that possible?

The little fat boy was dead.

The coroner had dissected his body. What could Lu Qingxin do?

There was no way she could bring him back to life.

“I’m very sorry!”

Lu Qingxin was very sure she would not be able to escape from the woman. There was almost zero possibility of getting out of the place.

“What’s the point of saying sorry?”

Before Lu Qingxin could react, the woman brandished the knife and slice another part of her body again.

She whispered sinisterly, “For every time you’ve hurt my son, I will pay you back with as many slashes.”

The tip of the knife did not touch Lu Qingxin at all but it was enough to let her scream out loud.

She started to feel an immense feeling of pain throughout her body until she no longer felt anything.

She felt as if she was being gnawed by ten thousand ants.

Blood gradually seeped out from Lu Qingxin’s wound until there was a pool of blood under the chair. A bloody stench filled the room.

The mother of the boy looked at the drops of blood on the scalpel and laughed wildly.

“Does it hurt?”

Lu Qingxin did not say a word. Did it hurt?

Of course it hurt pretty bad, but so what?

“I’ll ask you one more time: does it hurt?”

Lu Qingxin struggled to nod her head.

“Yes, it hurts.”

The woman let out a laugh. “My son was still so young. He has yet to experience life. He did not get to enjoy all the best things in the world that I want to give him. You took his life away. Lu Qingxin, you deserve to die for that.”

When Lu Qingxin looked down, she could see the bones under her skin.

The image of her wound made her realize that man did not fear death most.

People feared the inability to live despite his desire not to die.

The most frightening thing was not being able to die when one wished to.

“It hurts.”

The sound of the police siren could be heard at a distance.

On hearing that, the woman used the scalpel to stab Lu Qingxin in the heart.

Lu Qingxin’s heart suddenly stopped beating, leaving her eyes opened wide in disbelief.

The little fat boy’s mother smiled sinisterly as she watched Lu Qingxin’s breathing fade away gradually. Once again, she thrust the scalpel into Lu Qingxin’s heart.

Suddenly, the door of the studio was pushed open.

The sun was shining brightly outside.

The police officers rushed into the studio. The woman stood still, smiling at them. She turned the scalpel toward herself and stabbed her won heart with it.

Her body fell backward.

“Son, I’ll see you soon.”

Nobody at the scene expected her to kill herself on the spot.

Those people who called the police…

Those people who came to save lives…

The scene was absolute chaos.

When Ye Tianxin finished watching the video, she saw a small letter imprinted on the screen. It looked like a cursive letter ‘X’.