Chapter Seventy-Six: The Wasteland
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In front of me is a wasteland.
The ground is full of white sand, and the sky is black.
I found myself barefoot and wearing only a thin gown.
The wind is blowing.
Although the scenery in front of me was a little oppressive, I didn't feel cold.
I walked alone in the white sand, and as far as I could see, there was only the black and white of the sky and the footprints behind me.
My world has never been so quiet.
I continued walking, and the wind picked up again.
But here is still a silent and silent world.
I saw a crescent moon slowly rising in the black sky, and a figure was slowly floating down from the top of the crescent.
It was a woman, it was a familiar face.
The figure soon floated in front of me.
I looked at her and said, "Catherine, meet again." ”
Catherine's long hair was blown away by the wind.
She also wore a long white dress.
She looked at me with a bitter expression.
She said: "It's been a long time since I've seen you, and meeting you here means ......"
"What does that mean?" I asked, knowing in my heart that I was dead.
Catherine shook her head and didn't say any more, just said slightly apologetically: "I've worked hard for you all these years, and I don't want things to be like this...... But since it's all happened, I can only be sorry for you. ”
I grabbed her arm and pulled her closer to me.
I said, "I'm dead, but your son is alive...... It's a good deal for you...... But what about me? "I lifted my blouse to show her the scars on my body.
Catherine's expression was a little bitter, but she didn't speak.
I put her hand on my right shoulder and continued, "Do you feel it?" The muscles here are different from other places...... It's been blown up, there's nothing left......"
Catherine struggled to break free of my grasp.
I turned my back and said, "All my way through this wasteland, I've been wondering what the meaning of my nineteen years is...... As a child, he just stole to survive, and when he was a little older, he was always bound by your spells, and he was worried about your son's safety at all times...... Now I think I can finally break free and have a life that is truly my own, and live only for myself...... I didn't expect it to be dead......"
I smiled wryly: "Isn't it enough for your mother and son to toss me?" I gave it all my life......"
I felt someone hug me in the back.
I felt wet and cool on my back.
I heard Catherine sobbing and I heard her say, "I'm sorry...... I don't want to do that either...... But I had to do it again...... You are the bravest and most resolute child I have ever met, and only you can protect him...... I love him and I love you...... But when I had to choose, I had to choose my own children......"
I broke her hand and looked back at her. I shook my head: "To this day, nothing can change anything, let those past go with the wind......"
It's windy again.
Everything will be reduced to dust and dispersed with the wind.