Falling into the Twilight [MTL] (Completed)

Chapter 33 Sorry, I really tried my best

I swear, I never imagined this scenario.

My brother picked up a chopstick, inserted it straight into Song Mizhang's throat, and pulled it out cleanly.

Blood exploded into flowers in the air, staining the white-painted walls.

It turns out that tinnitus really occurs at times like this, and there seems to be screaming all around me, but I can’t really hear it.

My brother's clothes were stained with blood. Song Mizhang fell straight in front of him. Several instructors came up and pushed my brother to the ground. They beat him with sticks like crazy, as if he had broken something. Holy object.

My brother's eyes found me, and the stars in his eyes were still twinkling like before, but they were fleeting.

"Brother!" I shouted loudly. I couldn't hear it, but I knew that I was calling my brother. I kept shouting that word.

I thought about rushing over, pulling those people away and telling them not to touch my brother, but suddenly I was grabbed by someone and I couldn't get away.

I looked up and it was Chu Xihe.

He grabbed me tightly and dragged me to the cabinet. It was obvious that he couldn't hold me down by himself. Just when I was about to break away, Zhou Yan and Xie Siling also surrounded me.

I don't understand why they are stopping me from going to my brother.

"Please...let me go...that's my brother...my brother...I want to find my brother..."

I cried, shouted, and begged them, but they didn't respond at all. I could only see my brother through a small gap. Those people were still beating him. He was still struggling at first, but then he gradually... didn't move. No, he didn't move.

The surroundings were very chaotic, and there seemed to be sounds everywhere, but I couldn’t remember them. I only remembered my brother.

Later, it seemed that a parent kicked open the door of the cafeteria, and many parents, men and women, came in behind and took control of the situation.

Chu Xihe let me go and fell to the ground on one side, as did Zhou Yan and Xie Siling. It was obvious that they spent a lot of effort trying to pull me back.

But I couldn't care less. I rushed to my brother with all my might. Do you know what a lunatic looks like? He was probably just like me at that time, desperately rushing to grab him.

My brother was already motionless and his hands were very cold. I held him in my arms and leaned down to kiss my brother's lips. His lips... were also cold, and his eyes... they were not yet closed.

I began to hate the tears that kept flowing out of my eyes. No matter how I wiped them away, I couldn't wipe them away, which affected my ability to see my brother.

My brother's body was so cold, getting colder and colder. I tried to hold him in my arms to keep him warm, but it didn't work. So I kept kissing his face, but it didn't work either.

I accidentally saw my brother’s exposed ankle. It was red and swollen, as if it had been scratched by some blunt object. It was vaguely visible that it was our tattoo.

It must have been scratched several times. Some places have become scabbed and some are still inflamed.

At that time, I felt that my bones had been broken, my tendons had been torn, and my heart had been dug out alive. Ten million ants were devouring my rotting flesh and blood. I would rather have it like this.

I kept yelling and not letting any of them get close.

Then I saw my parents in the crowd and their wide eyes.

The sound of police sirens gradually sounded outside, and many people rushed in. They separated my brother and me.

My brother is dead.

I really tried my best, but he still died.

I was put in a mental hospital.

They tied me to the bed and handcuffed my hands to the railing at the head of the bed.

I had a lot of trouble the past few days because I missed my brother so much. My parents would come here basically every day. I told them that I could forgive them and I didn’t blame them, as long as they let me go find my brother.

Then they looked at me like a monster, as if I had said something outrageous.

I was having a very bad time during that time. I was forced to take a lot of medicine every day, which made my scalp numb. I didn't know what kind of IV was being put on my hand all the time, which made my whole body feel cold to death.

I have always been in a daze. Obviously I was still in school at this time last year. The biggest thing was that I had not finished my homework or failed the exam. Obviously I was still with my brother. It was only a year ago, or last month I was still with my brother. Being fucked around by Song Mizhang like a sex doll, I could still see my brother at that time.

How could it have turned out like this after such a small amount of time had passed?

Why did my brother die? I can’t figure it out. I really can’t figure it out.

I really want to find him.

So I bit hard on the flesh on the inside of my arm, because I was tied up and I couldn't reach other places.

The moment the blood gushes out, I seem to have forgotten the pain. The scarlet in front of my eyes reminds me that my brother and I have taken another step forward.

I bit madly and sucked the sweetness in my bones. There was a sticky feeling all over my face. The white pillowcase and sheets were also stained red by me, and it kept spreading. I knew that it was leading to my brother. road.

When the doctors and nurses rushed in, they were so frightened that they took a few steps back, with expressions on their faces like when they were watching a Japanese horror movie.

If I had a mirror, I would know that I looked like a ghost crawling out of hell.

They put a dog bite guard on my mouth and blocked my path to my brother.

The ceiling of the mental hospital was clean, but the empty space was scary. Deep in my heart, I felt a deep fear of the world. In the dead of night, I could only stare at it.

Brother, I miss you.