"Carl." However, I did not answer the question. "If I had a choice, I would not hesitate to kill you, but you are more vigilant than anyone else. I can‘t do it, or I really loved you in my heart, the love of moths to flames. So I haven‘t done it."

"Summer－"

"So, Carl, from now on, you don‘t appear in front of me again." I said very quietly, "In this life, we will never see each other again."

"Summer."

"If there is an afterlife, I don‘t want to meet you again. I will completely strip you from my life and never see you."

The last four words, I said unusually clear.

Then I stood up, refused to meet Carl again, and turned and left the reception room.

Carl called my name, and I didn‘t hear it at all.

No, I think I probably didn‘t hear it.

I walked quietly, the handcuffs heard the sound of collision, and the police behind me followed me and did not speak.

Until I returned to my room.

… …

－－

Night fell.

Not only have the prisoners here fallen asleep, but even the guards who appeared alert during the day have relaxed and will not stare at you as they did during the day except for the occasional sound of walking.

I looked quietly at the room where I had lived for several days.

Everything here is cold, giving you despair, but it will not give you any chance to die. Let you constantly reflect and reflect in such an environment.

So, even if one day, people who can leave here.

Basically, it is also chaotic. It can no longer be chaotic. It is absolutely impossible to reintegrate into this opportunity. Therefore, don‘t naively believe that those who change evil can be reborn again.

Ha ha－

There is no such thing.

For those who leave prison again, 90 ％ will return here again. The society will not accept them. The final result is to go home.

The remaining 10 ％ died shortly after they went out again.

Therefore, the final road is nothing more than death.

I bowed my head and looked at the environment around me. I knew that this was one thing I had been thinking about for a long time. I didn‘t have any fear or any fear. I just sat quietly.

In my palm, there is a sharp patch.

That‘s what I worked in the laundry room at noon and hid it privately.

At this moment, I really waited for a long time.

I sat, even when I didn‘t lie down, I looked at the position of the great artery on my wrist, and even I could feel the pulse.

However, my heart is inexplicably more excited.

The iron plate in my hand, like this, flashed across my skin. I didn‘t feel any pain. My skin gradually changed from white to bloody.

With the deepening of the road, my corners of the mouth gradually opened up the flowers that could not be more charming.

The blood, along my wrist, ped on the gray concrete ground and finally blossomed into gorgeous cherry blossoms, while human life, like flowers, will dissipate after gorgeous.

Never come again.

I sat until I could no longer sit, so I leaned against the iron frame of the single bed.

Even, I felt that I could hear the sound of blood flowing out of my blood vessels, ticking like the sound of water flowing.

I feel that my life has been siphoned away from my body bit by bit.

It‘s over …

This time, it is really over.

Nothing will harass me again, nor will it embarrass me again.

I want to see my mother, I want to see Pei Zhao, I want to see those who have left me, even I may go below, and I want to tear my hands face to face with Deng Frame in front of the King of Hell.

So what.

In the world, I am no longer sentimentally attached.

… …

－－

Time goes by with my blood.

When the night patrol guards found out something was wrong with me, I was already dead.

At that time, the prison became lively, ambulances and shouts continued, but I could not hear anything. I knew that I had done a bad job to myself. These people, no matter what, could not bring me back to this world.