The House of Everything I Created

"My husband is gone. I can only receive the minimum living allowance, sold the house, and live in a shabby hut."

"I rely on the remaining money to make ends meet. Do you know how comfortable I lived in the first half of my life?"

"As my son, he shoulders the hope of the family and our future, but he makes us live like this."

"How can I not resent him?"

"He deprived us of our last hope."

Mrs. Yamada said, her face was distorted, angry, and resentful.

Obviously, she has not had a smooth life in these years. Her weather-beaten face and angry expression all foreshadow her experience.

From a life full of hope, to the decline of the family, to pinning hopes on her own children, and then to despair, the ups and downs in between are indeed not something that normal people can bear.

The three people next to him were all silent. Fukada Anzi and Yamada Junji actually understood Mrs. Yamada very well. They are all from the island country and have the same culture.

For these well-off families, they have received elite education since childhood, and their family concepts are far stronger than those of ordinary families.

The hope of the whole family rests on them, and when these children choose to escape, they will naturally feel disappointed and angry.

If they have a good income, they can still accept it, but when they also slide down from their own position, this gap will be passed on to their children.

The final result is the destruction of the whole family.

This kind of thing is too common in the island country, even more extreme things have happened before.

Lin Yi nodded slightly when he heard this, "Then accompany me to see your son."

Mrs. Yamada was stunned when she heard Lin Yi's words, "My son... Isn't he dead?..."

Looking at Mrs. Yamada who was full of doubts, Lin Yi showed a faint smile.

"He is indeed dead, but the things he resents are still alive."

"So come with me."

"Only you can resolve his resentment."

As he said, Lin Yi had already walked towards Yushu Apartment and waved to Mrs. Yamada.

Mrs. Yamada looked at Lin Yi's back and the three people looking at her around her. She knew that she seemed to have no other choice.

With a trace of inexplicable self-mockery on her face, she followed Lin Yi and walked towards Yushu Apartment.

Her eyes looked at Yushu Apartment, and countless complex emotions flashed through her. She had come here twice a month in the past few years.

This place once placed her hopes, but it also sent her into despair.

When Lin Yi and Mrs. Yamada entered the lobby of Yushu Apartment, the shadow hidden in Yushu Apartment seemed to feel something.

A black shadow struggled to get up from the ground, dripping with black liquid, climbing the stairs step by step, and came to the lobby again.

The shadow of Yamada Guiye, dripping with black liquid, appeared in the lobby, looking straight at Mrs. Yamada.

"Kasa (Mom)..."

The dry voice sounded slowly, as if it contained countless emotions.

The black liquid slowly slid down from its head, and a dry face appeared in front of Mrs. Yamada.

It was a black head with almost only a layer of skin left.

Mrs. Yamada looked at the black figure that suddenly appeared, and the thin face, opened her mouth slightly, and her body trembled twice.

She seemed to want to say something several times, but she seemed to be unable to say anything.

Lin Yi on the side looked at them quietly, "Yamada Guiye, I have brought all the culprits."

"The person who killed you is in front of you, do you want to release your resentment?"

Yamada Guiye looked at Mrs. Yamada in front of him, and the countless black lines in his body began to stir wildly.

His true destiny was also constantly twisting, and countless black lines were pouring into his true destiny wildly.

Lin Yi quietly observed everything and made all preparations at the same time.

Yamada Guiye looked at Mrs. Yamada, "Why do you want to kill me? Mom."

Mrs. Yamada looked at Yamada Guiye in front of her, she took a deep breath, and then her face showed a trace of majesty.

"Because you are the heir of the Yamada family, the one who should lead our family to glory, but you gave up everything and cut off all our hopes."

"So I hate you, I hate you madly."

"Is there anything wrong?"

"I gave you your life, so I want to take it back."

"Can't I?"

Yamada Guiye listened to Mrs. Yamada's words, and the black lines in his body suddenly paused, as if his emotions stabilized in an instant.

Then, something strange happened. The black lines in the original true destiny were pouring out madly.

Quickly separated from the true destiny, as if there was some power in the true destiny that was driving them.

Soon, the black lines seemed to be completely removed from the true destiny.

But in the end, a black line was firmly rooted in the true destiny.

The black liquid dripping from Yamada Guiye's body quickly disappeared, revealing a black figure.

He had no fixed facial features, like a thin shadow.

A faint voice sounded in Mrs. Yamada's ears.

"It was never you who really killed me."

"So you don't have to feel guilty."

Mrs. Yamada was stunned when she heard this, and Lin Yi beside her was also suddenly shocked.

"But you should have died of poisoning. There are obvious traces of detergent in the lunch box."

"They are all pickles your mother brought you."

The shadow of Yamada Guiye turned to look at Lin Yi, "Take her away."

"Don't come again."

As he said that, he turned and walked towards the wall, blending into it like a ghost.

The next moment, he disappeared along the wall on the stairs.

At this time, in Lin Yi's eyes, he could see the countless lines, once again drilling into the true destiny, completely submerging it.

Lin Yi turned around and grabbed Mrs. Yamada's arm, and left the hall in a flash.

The entire Yushu Apartment was still as silent as it was at the beginning.

Outside the apartment, Lin Yi showed a trace of thought on his face, while Mrs. Yamada looked confused. She couldn't understand what happened.

A faint smile appeared on Lin Yi's lips, "Interesting, the inference was wrong."

"It turns out that Mrs. Yamada is not the real murderer."

"Well, Yamada Guiya seems to know that Mrs. Yamada poisoned the pickles."

"But he still seems to eat these things."

"It seems that he is also determined to die, so what does he mean by real killing?"

"From his tone, there are changes in his true fate."

"There must be another murderer."