Cynthia’s Cat

There was a knock on the door outside, and Creel put down his hand holding the knife. The crisis was finally resolved, and Philip breathed a sigh of relief.

Krell looked out the door, his thin lips lightly, "What's the matter?"

"K, there is information you have."

"okay, I get it."

Krell turned his head and lifted Philip's jaw with the tip of his knife. "You're lucky this time."

After speaking, he turned and left the room.

Krell picked up the phone. Jeffrey's missed call. There were 4 missed calls.

What happened? Why did Jeffrey call him so many calls? Isn't he helping him take care of Leon?

Could something be wrong with Leon?

Krell hurriedly called back, and the phone was connected before he even thought about it.

"Jeffrey, what happened?"

"Old man, I have good news and bad news, which one do you want to hear?"

Creel didn't even want to say directly: "Good news!"

"The good news is that Leon is sober."

Creel felt relieved, as long as he woke up, he would be fine.

"Then...so, what's the bad news?"

"Krell, this is a very serious matter. I found out that Leon may have an affective disorder. It is difficult for him to integrate into a normal life like this?"

"Affective disorder? Why is this?"

Although he didn't spend too much time with Leon, from the short time he spent with Leon, Leon is an optimistic child. How can he be emotionally lacking now?

"It's probably because of the impact of this incident that he can't trust anyone. Although people are saved, they are accompanied by sequelae."

Creel pursed his lips, "Jeffrey, do you have any idea?"

Jeffrey's eyes were worried, Leon was still a child, he was not as strong as he originally seemed.

"It can only be seen through psychological counseling. Leon was originally an orphan. Because of this incident, he became depressed. Without the correct guidance, the consequences were serious. He didn't hold any hope for the world. Seriously, he would commit suicide and end his life. ."

Creel's mood became heavy, "So serious?"

"Well, it's like soldiers who often go to the battlefield. They have experienced life and death and the parting of friends. In their eyes, death may be a relief. They can't return to real life at all. The shadows are accompanied by life, if there is no "sunshine." , To be alive is torture for them."

Jeffrey's eyebrows drooped, and his voice sighed slightly, "That Leon kid's eyes are gone."

Creel couldn't understand Leon's despair at the time, waiting for death was the most difficult thing.

Leon could feel the passing of life a little bit, and he calculated the time of death, which may be in the next second.

Krell's fingers were pinched very tightly, and the culprit for this result was Philip, this **** man, he would definitely not let it go.

Krell opened the door and walked in. He would never be merciless this time.

Philip, who was staying in the corner, felt a cold wind coming in from outside the door, and he saw the man see himself with sullen eyes.

In a short time, the man's breath completely changed. Philip didn't know what happened, but he could feel the danger.

Creel stood in front of Philip, the tall figure completely blocked the light, and the place Philip was in dim.

Creel asked coldly: "What did you do to Leon?"

The man's momentum is compelling, and Philip can feel the murderous aura of the man. This man really wants to kill him.