Fierce Love: Dawn Mystery

Chapter55

John's hand that was holding Kim loosened gradually, and the fingernails were all purple-black, and the cherry blossom petals covered his body with a thin layer, and the pain was no longer so painful, he just had Just a little cold.

In my mind, I recalled many things in the past in a chaotic way, vivid and strong, all of which were about his memory. .

The person he has tried his best to protect in his life.

The one who values ​​his happiness more than his own life.

Where is that man?

If possible, I really want to see him again, to be taught a lesson by him, to be teased by him again.Exiled by him to the Golden Triangle, no man's land, the polar region, anywhere, he is confident that he can come back intact, and when he comes back to see him, he rubs his head fiercely and scolds with a smile: "You brat, you did a good job!" !"

Well, he's a little tired, so why not take a nap first, and maybe see him when he wakes up

Kim knelt in the snow with red eyes, the surrounding snow was soaked in bright red, the wind and snow cut across his cheeks like a blade, John closed his eyes in his arms, and hung his head, as if he had done something wrong before, Afraid of being taught by him like that.

He never believed in retribution, but John shouldn't have died for him anyway, what was he?

Not worth it.

"Don't die, I'll give you Kim back, as long as you live."

Weber was standing behind him, he had just witnessed the death of the young man named John, and he felt a wave of fear in his heart, if that shot hit Kim

He stretched out his hand to comfort Kim, but Kim avoided his touch as if being stabbed by a needle: "Are you satisfied, let everyone care about me, care about me, and love me because of this stolen identity?" , until I understand that no matter how much I look like, I can’t compare to that dead man in your basement, you’ve all hit the mark, if I’m not him, I’m nothing.”

What is ugly?

He faced the hateful eyes of the person he loved the most, that was ugly.

"safely."

"Don't call me that, you make me feel ridiculous."

Kim turned around, still knelt on the ground, did not say a word to him, the cherry blossoms drifted alone after the snow stopped, this snowy night cherry blossoms has passed.

Wei Bo stumbled back to the wooden house, the inside was gloomy and cold and even the stove was not lit, he found the man who looked like mud in the basement.

"Whoever allowed you to touch him, how dare you, how dare you try to kill him!"

Seeing Wei Bo's expression, Huang Wanquan smiled tremblingly, his mouth was full of blood foam, John shot him in the abdomen, and he exhausted all his strength to return to this wooden house.

"Fame, money, even this life is not as good as my sweetheart, what's the use of me wanting these, I don't want anything but his life."

"No one will kill him! Tell me, what's in that shotgun!"

Huang Wanquan held his wound and took a few breaths. It seemed that he was more proud of this matter than he was afraid. He looked around and said, "You have a lot of good things in your basement. Just a little bit can kill people. I've seen it."

He suddenly stopped talking, because Wei Bo was holding a needle tube, drawing some light yellow medicine from one side gracefully. He walked up to Huang Wanquan with the needle tube full of medicine, squatted down, and put the medicine in front of him. The fluid pushed into his body.

It wasn't until those medicines were pushed away that Huang Wanquan suddenly realized what had happened, and he began to cry miserably. Even though the medicines didn't work in his body so quickly, the fear in his heart made him feel uncomfortable for a moment. He kept yelling, he knew what those medicines meant.

It only took a few seconds for him to feel his whole body froze. He breathed hard but his lungs were still empty, as if blocked by cement. The pain caused by suffocation made his eyes widen suddenly, even Even the scab-covered useless eye was also sparing no effort to widen, the torn flesh oozes red, yellow and yellow pus and blood, making it extremely disgusting.

Weber watched him slowly roll and struggle on the ground before turning to the other side of the basement.

There is also a door there.

He opened that door and walked in.

The body soaked in the glass container was paler than the previous few days. He put half of his face on it, and said with a smile despite being extremely tired: "Dirty liquid like formalin will only stain you." , how much I want to turn you into a butterfly specimen that never fades. You are still so beautiful until I am haggard and white-haired. No one can replace your position in my heart. An Ran, tonight's snowy night I hope you can take a good look at the cherry blossoms, and I will plant the entire hillside with cherry blossom trees in a short time."

He remembers his father.

From the warm sunshine in California to the snow-capped Eskimos; from the pyramids standing in the Egyptian desert to Atlantis on the cold seabed;

His father flew over half of the world before he found the person who was willing to spend his whole life with him under the cherry blossom tree in Tokyo.

But it was those stupid responsibilities that made him destroy everything he originally owned. , Only when I was old and died did I recall the cherry blossom rain when I was young in the hospital bed.

He didn't want to be like this, his life was only a hundred years, he finally met a person he fell in love with, it was absolutely impossible to just let go, he had no way out.