Do you want to know how a person becomes “a madman”?

—

When the interrogation lamp shone directly on my face, I looked past the harsh light and saw Qin Yuezhi.

He has a very good-looking face. Even with anger and disdain in his expression, he still looks attractive.

I couldn’t help but smile as I moved the silver handcuffs.

“Consultant Qin,” I asked, “do you think that the son of a mu*derer should also be a mu*derer?”

He frowned, forcing out two words between his teeth: “A madman.”

—

Qin Yuezhi pressed me to kneel before the cold gravestone.

The young smile in the black-and-white photograph looked the same as it did in life.

The gravel beneath my knees hurt sharply, but seeing his conflicted expression, I couldn’t stop laughing.

I asked him, “Qin Yuezhi, in your eyes, is someone like me unworthy—dirty even down to the blood?”

He tightened his hand around my neck, as if he wished he could choke me. “Madman.”

—

Yes. That’s right.

I am a madman.

So remember it. Always remember me.

I dislike everyone equally—

including myself, who is no better than the rest.

Psychologist Gong driven to the edge by a “madman” (Qin Yuezhi) x Chaotic, self-destructive Shou (Yan Ru)

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