Bizarre Love

Chapter 70 Crazy (3)

Jiang Ren could no longer hear his own heartbeat, he could only feel the boiling blood, which was about to ignite him. He had the urge to kill that boy.

And he did.

His psychiatrist said that with his mental illness, he would become a criminal if he was not properly counseled.

He suddenly wanted to laugh, the doctor was right. So it's normal for her not to like him.

Jiang Ren stepped on the accelerator, he clenched the steering wheel, almost recklessly, and bumped into it.

At the end, though, he gave the steering wheel a hard swipe.

The car passed in front of them and slammed into a tree hard.

The airbag deployed, and he felt dizzy for a while. Blood flowed down his forehead. This kind of either kill or commit suicide, but he didn't say a word.

He was lying on the steering wheel, his vision was blurred by blood for a long time.

He seemed to be getting sicker.

Meng Ting was stunned for a long time, she almost watched the car crash into a tree.

Xu Jia was also stunned, he turned his head to look at the wheel marks. The man barely hit the brakes, is he crazy?

Meng Ting recognized this car.

Human life is at stake, she ran over a few steps, knocked on the window: "Jiang Ren."

Blood trickled down his forehead, dripping onto the black coat.

Jiang Ren didn't respond.

Meng Ting was a little anxious, and said to Xu Jia: "Do you have a phone? Can I call 120?"

Xu Jia shook his head, he couldn't tell what mood he was in, he even felt a subtle sense of fear.

Jiang Ren wanted to kill him.

Don't know why, it didn't in the end.

Xu Jia said, "Don't worry, I'll find someone to help."

In fact, if someone is involved in a car accident on the road, even if they are strangers, they should help.

After Xu Jia ran to the community to find someone, Jiang Ren finally got over the dizziness.

He raised his eyes.

With dark eyes, she was staring at Meng Ting outside the window.

He ignored the blood on his face and fumbled to get the airbag back.

Then he opened the door and got out of the car.

Meng Ting was startled by his appearance.

His forehead was still dripping blood, but he didn't seem to feel any pain. When she got out of the car and walked towards her, she couldn't help but took a step back.

Jiang Ren approached her step by step, and she retreated step by step.

The neighborhood was deserted outside, and she couldn't hold the object in her hand, and the apple rolled to the ground.

Jiang Ren smiled: "I'm not dead, are you happy?"

"..." Meng Ting thought he was crazy, but her eyes were clear, and it was obvious what she was thinking.

Jiang Ren clicked his tongue: "What are you afraid of?"

Meng Ting didn't want anything, turned around and ran away.

are you crazy!

She panicked, and even a small fish jumped out of the plastic bag. The gills of the fish flapped one by one, struggling to die. After all, Meng Ting was not very old, although he had a new life, it was only ten or so years in total, and he almost cried in fright.

Jiang Ren squatted down.

When the community security and Xu Jia came to rescue him, he was picking up fish.

The fish was tightly strangled in his hand and remained motionless.

Then he took the things in his hand and glanced at Xu Jia.

The security guard said, "This...sir, do you want to go to the hospital first?"

There was so much blood, it was frightening.

The security guard looked back at the car, hey, it is indeed a luxury car, only the bumper is broken. The tree is almost broken.

Jiang Ren said coldly, "No need."

Then he entered the community, and the security guard followed him all the way: "Hey, hey...don't go in."

Jiang Ren turned his head, his eyes were cold and sharp. He said hoarsely, "I just went to return something."

The security guard looked at him worriedly: "Then you register."

"good."

When he arrived at Meng Ting's house, the door of her house was tightly closed. Jiang Ren knocked on the door.

She carefully glanced through the cat's eyes and was about to cry.

Jiang Ren said, "Your things."

Meng Ting whispered, "No more."

Jiang Ren smiled suddenly through a door: "Meng Ting, did you scare me?"

Meng Ting didn't speak.

He smiled: "I'm sorry."

Jiang Ren put the things down. He didn't force her to open the door.

He lied calmly: "I didn't mean to scare you. Passing this way, the brakes got out of control."

Meng Ting responded softly.

Soft, timid.

He misses it a little bit and laughs at himself a little bit. He hadn't spoken to her for a long, long time.

Why did you turn the corner? Probably because Meng Ting and Xu Jia walked side by side.

Might hit her.

Because she is there.

Besides, he didn't want to be a murderer. After killing someone, it is impossible to be with her in this life. Although the chances are slim.

He casually wiped the blood from his forehead to make himself look less scary.

He knew she was looking at him in fear over there.

Jiang Ren finally smiled: "Meng Ting."

She raised her eyes slightly.

Jiang Ren wanted to say a lot, like crazy. He was sick, and he knew that hugging her would heal him. Yet she is someone else's.

In the end, Jiang Ren hoarsely said, "Happy New Year."