Chapter 491 [Forgotten Time] (Part 1)

The house that Qin Zhendong rented was right opposite Qin Mengmeng. From his room, you can see the scene at Qin Mengmeng's house. Qin Mengmeng looked in his room with an expressionless face, then glared at Qin Zhendong: "Despicable, you actually used such obscene means to peep at us!"

Qin Zhendong suddenly bent his legs and knelt down. He whispered: "Mengmeng, I'm sorry, I'm not a human, I'm the one who harmed you. Over the years, I haven't felt good for a day. I'm a beast!"

Qin Mengmeng said coldly: "What's the point of saying this now? Do you think a word of sorry can offset all your sins and erase all your faults?"

Qin Zhendong closed his eyes in pain: "Mengmeng, I did something wrong. It was me who ruined your youth and my happiness. But Xiaohuan is innocent. He is our son..."

"Shut up!" Qin Mengmeng screamed, then raised her hand and slapped Qin Zhendong hard. She pointed to his nose and said word by word: "Remember to me, Xiaohuan is mine, he has nothing to do with you!"

Qin Mengmeng's slap made Qin Zhendong feel a little better. He whispered: "No matter how you hate me, you cannot deny this fact. I am his father..." What Qin Zhendong said was undoubtedly a fact, but this angered Qin Mengmeng.

Qin Mengmeng's eyes turned red, she was like an angry female wolf, staring at Qin Zhendong's face with anger: "Qin Zhendong, if you dare to touch Xiaohuan's hair, I will let you die without a place to die!"

Qin Zhendong smiled miserably and said, "Mengmeng, do you really hate me so much? Although I am so guilty, how could I harm my son?"

Qin Mengmeng said angrily: "Shut up! He has nothing to do with you!" Qin Zhendong's words made her feel more and more shameless.

Qin Zhendong nodded sadly and whispered: "I know that you have suffered a lot over the years, so much pain, so much hardships, and you have to bear them all by yourself. During this period, I often stand in front of the window and look at the movements of your mother and son. Mengmeng, I hate myself..." He suddenly took out his pistol from his arms, grabbed Qin Mengmeng's hand, and stuffed the pistol into her hand.

Qin Mengmeng got rid of his hand with great force, raised her hand and slapped him again: "You are a madman!"

Qin Zhendong shouted: "Mengmeng, if you can forgive me, I will die in front of you now!" He raised his pistol and pressed his temple.

Qin Mengmeng looked at him with contempt: "You have nothing to do with me. I'm going back now, and my son is still waiting for me at home."

Qin Zhendong shouted in pain: "Mengmeng..." He pressed his head with a gun, put his fingers on the trigger, and his eyes were closed, but he never pulled it down. In fact, suicide also requires courage.

Qin Mengmeng walked to the door, slowly turned around, and whispered: "You don't even have the courage to die. You are not only a beast, but you are also a coward!"

Qin Zhendong's chest was undulating violently, and the cold sweat on his forehead fell. He rushed forward and grabbed Qin Mengmeng and shouted: "Mengmeng, don't leave... don't leave. I have liked you since you were a child. Now I figured it out. I don't want anything. As long as you nod, I will take you and our son Xiaohuan to leave here together, to a place where no one knows us, start our life again, and only our family's life."

Qin Mengmeng tried her best to get rid of him, but was held tightly by Qin Zhendong. Qin Mengmeng looked at Qin Zhendong's crazy expression, and she felt a little scared: "Let me go... If you do this again, I'm going to call for help..."

Qin Zhendong's eyes were covered with bloodshots, and his emotions were extremely excited: "I won't let go unless you promise me, unless you promise me..."

Qin Mengmeng said angrily: "You make me disgusted, you make me disgusted from head to toe!" She struggled to escape desperately, raised her feet and kicked Qin Zhendong hard on the lower body. Qin Zhendong let go of his hand in pain, but Qin Mengmeng suddenly lost her balance and fell straight on the hard ground. Her eyes turned dark and she suddenly lost consciousness.

Qin Zhendong bent down in pain. Seeing Qin Mengmeng falling, he forced himself to crawl over, stretched out his hand to touch Qin Mengmeng's pale face, but saw blood flowing from behind Qin Mengmeng's head. Qin Zhendong trembled and said, "Mengmeng... Mengmeng... Wake up, I'm not meant to be honest, I love you... Wake up, we will take our son away, I will take good care of you and take good care of you for the rest of my life."

A shadow appeared on the balcony. Wen Haonan's handsome face became distorted due to anger and hatred. Because he heard the quarrel between Qin Zhendong and his sister outside the door just now. Out of concern for Qin Mengmeng, he climbed up along the sewer pipe. For a well-trained soldier, it was not too difficult to climb to the third floor. But Wen Haonan did not expect that the reality was so cruel. He could not imagine that such a fact happened between Qin Zhendong and Qin Mengmeng, and Qin Huan was Qin Zhendong's flesh and blood. Wen Haonan's heart seemed to be bitten by a poisonous snake. He could not describe his sorrow and pain.

Seeing Qin Zhendong's hands groping on Qin Mengmeng's face, Wen Haonan couldn't control his anger and slowly pushed open the door.

Qin Zhendong, immersed in pain, did not notice the movement behind him.

Wen Haonan's cold voice rang behind him: "Beast!"

Before Qin Zhendong turned around, he was knocked to the ground by Wen Haonan. Qin Zhendong wanted to get up, but Wen Haonan hit his neck with another punch. Qin Zhendong had no chance to fight back at all under this unexpected surprise, and had already lost the ability to resist.

Wen Haonan looked at Qin Mengmeng who was unconscious and looked at Qin Zhendong under his feet. He bit his lip hard. He never understood why Qin Mengmeng refused him. Now he finally understood. Wen Haonan's lips had a bitter smile. He suddenly saw the pistol on the ground, walked over slowly, and picked up the gun.

Qin Zhendong slowly opened his eyes at this time. He wanted to sit up, but the agile Wen Haonan immediately noticed it. He rushed up and smashed his jaw with a butt, causing Qin Zhendong to tilt his head and fall down again. He said tremblingly: "Don't..."

Wen Haonan looked at Qin Zhendong coldly, picked up his pistol, and pressed his muzzle on Qin Zhendong's forehead.

Qin Zhendong's eyes were filled with panic and fear. He did not have the courage to die. When he faced the gun, his spirit was about to collapse. All courage and spirit made him throw aside. Qin Zhendong begged: "Don't... don't kill me..."

Wen Haonan lowered his voice and said, "You ruined Mengmeng... ruined me..."

Qin Zhendong was almost scared to tears, and he said tremblingly: "I was wrong, I... dare not again."

Wen Haonan still did not put down his gun.

Qin Zhendong said: "Hao Nan... don't be impulsive... Even if you kill me, you can't change the facts...Hao Nan..."

Wen Haonan was extremely angry, turned the stock and smashed Qin Zhendong's face, knocking him to the ground. Then Wen Haonan turned on the audio, pushed a piece of Cai Qin's cd into it, pressed the repeat play button, walked towards the sofa in Cai Qin's low and hoarse singing, picked up the cushion on the sofa, and placed it on Qin Zhendong's chest. At this time, he had completely calmed down. He looked at Qin Mengmeng on the ground, then looked at Qin Zhendong again, and then decisively pulled the trigger. He shot three shots in succession. Qin Zhendong's hands and feet twitched for a moment and finally stopped moving.

Wen Haonan stood up and came to Qin Mengmeng, looked at her pale pretty face, gently touched her pretty face with her fingers, then shook her head, and returned to the sofa and picked up a sponge cushion again. Wen Haonan looked at the dead Qin Zhendong, but he suddenly changed his mind, put the cushion on the sofa, wiped the fingerprints that might be left on the pistol with a towel, and then placed the pistol in the hands of Qin Mengmeng who was unconscious.

Wen Haonan was calm and rational when he completed all this. He calculated every step clearly, trying not to ignore any details. When he left the door, he looked at Qin Mengmeng who was still lying in a pool of blood. Wen Haonan's eyes showed a little guilt, but soon his expression became stronger again. He closed the door and looked around, and was sure that no one noticed his appearance. The gunshot just now should not have awakened the neighbors around him.

Wen Haonan put on his sunglasses again and walked downstairs with slow steps.

Back in his jeep, Wen Haonan did not leave immediately. Instead, he opened the glove box, took out a cigarette, lit it, and took a few sips. Now it was time to take a nap at noon. There were not many residents in this community, and few people walked out at this time. Wen Haonan started the jeep and slowly drove out of the community. He had just climbed up from the drainage pipe, because behind the community where Qin Zhendong lived was the courtyard wall, and opposite was an abandoned factory building, which had been abandoned for a long time waiting for demolition. After observing the environment again, Wen Haonan breathed a sigh of relief. He drove out of the community in a car, called his mother's phone, and smiled and said, "Mom, I'll go home for dinner tonight. I want to eat the braised pig hand you made with your own hands."

"Who is knocking on my window, who is pulling the strings of the piano? That forgotten time gradually rose from my heart. The joyful scene in my memory slowly emerged in my mind. The slowly falling light rain kept hitting my window, and only the silent me, who occasionally recalled the past..."

Cai Qin's affectionate singing awakened Qin Mengmeng. She felt a severe headache. She reached out to touch her forehead. A heavy and cold thing in her hand fell to the ground. Qin Mengmeng then realized that it was a pistol. Then she saw the blood on her hands, the blood flowing on the ground, and saw Qin Zhendong lying motionlessly in front of her. Qin Mengmeng thought it was a nightmare. She covered her lips, but smelled the real strong blood on her hands.

The bloody and stimulating she was about to vomit. She wanted to scream, but she couldn't scream. The panic-helpless tears flowed out uncontrollably. She didn't know what was going on, but only remembered that there was an argument between her and Qin Zhendong. She broke free and fell to the ground. Then she forgot everything. Qin Mengmeng ran to the bathroom, turned on the faucet and tried hard to wash the blood on her hands, but no matter how she washed it, Qin Mengmeng cried helplessly.

She heard the ringtone of the phone, Qin Mengmeng looked at herself in the mirror, but her mind was empty, and a voice in her heart echoed over and over again, I killed someone, I killed him...

Qin Mengmeng didn't dare to get the phone. Looking at Qin Zhendong who was lying there motionless, she bit her lip and finally reached out to touch his carotid artery. Qin Zhendong's skin had become cold and his heartbeat had already stopped. He was dead, he was really dead!

Qin Mengmeng mechanically sorted out her hair. She forced herself to calm down. She wanted to leave here. All she needed to do now is to leave here... When Qin Mengmeng was about to open the door, she remembered a very important thing. She walked to the window and looked at her home opposite the building. The curtains at her home were not pulled, so she could clearly see the scene inside.

The son Qin Huan was holding a teddy bear toy and looked out the window with his eyes full of expectations. He was waiting for his mother to come back. Qin Mengmeng couldn't help crying again. She decided to go home first no matter what. Qin Huan hadn't eaten yet, so he must be hungry. She wanted to prepare food for her son and let him eat enough. Let's talk about other things later.

Qin Mengmeng picked up the phone on the ground, opened the door, and finally took a look at Qin Zhendong's body, locking him and Cai Qin's sad singing in the room.
Chapter completed!