(a)

Early morning. A new day. Every new day, for many people, will be the last day of life. But a lot of people don't know this. They go out with great ambition, as if they can live a long life.

I slowly walked down the stairs of the small building. I saw you waiting for me in the courtyard. You must have been here very early. But you didn't come up and wake me up. You think I might need some rest.

Seeing me appear, you walked over in three steps and two steps.

I have no shame in facing you. But there's no escaping the fact that I'm dealing with you like this.

You say, "Qin'er, my father came back early in the morning and asked us to come over for breakfast together." ”

You look at me and say, "What's wrong?" Why are you so pale? Is your wind chill a little better? Did you sleep well last night? ”

I nodded. There are no other words.

You say, "Have you broken your foot?" Why is it so difficult to walk? ”

I shook my head and said no.

You say, "No. Something must be wrong. Tell me, what happened? ”

But I can't talk to you. I can't open my mouth to talk to you. I struggled to guard the levee. I can't let the flood burst out early.

You grabbed my arm. You say, "Don't go, Jean." Why don't you talk to me? Answer me. ”

When you grabbed my arm, I shuddered. I instinctively look at you with my eyes wide open and with a great hatred for men.

My gaze makes your hand loosen immediately. You let go of your hand and take two steps back. You say, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Qin'er, I just had a heavy hand." ”

I bit my lip.

You look at me bewildered. You sadly say, "Did I do something wrong?" Are you mad at me shaking that door last night? ”

Your look made the in my heart stir like a wave. I resolutely dodge your eyes. From your bewildered sight, I escaped as quickly as I could.

You watched as I passed you, dazed and confused.

You look at my back. Your eyes fall on the hem of my skirt. You're taken aback. You see blood stained on the hem of my dress, and more than a little. You look along the ground I've walked on, and you find more blood.

You follow the blood trail to the stairs of the small building, and you watch the blood drip down the steps. You go up the stairs, and in the corridor you see more bloodstains, not bit by bit, but in a line and a beach.

You reach out and push open my door.

The sight you see will keep you immobile for hours.

There was blood all over my room, and I saw the bed sheets, the floor, and the blood-stained mats.

(b)

By this time, I had already entered the dining room of the atrium. I saw that my father was already sitting in his usual position, and my aunt and eldest brother were already there with my father.

When she saw me come in, my aunt immediately stopped talking to my father. Jing Yun stood up from his seat with a flick of his body.

The two of them looked as if they had seen a ghost.

My father looked at us and asked curiously, "What's wrong?" What do you guys do here? ”

I walked over to the dining table and stared straight at my eldest brother's face.

Under my gaze, his expression was as if he had been placed in a pan of oil.

The aunt smiled nervously, ready to say something. But she didn't have a chance to say it. She didn't have a chance to explain.

With unhesitating determination, I walked straight towards my eldest brother. I glared at him in the eye. My hateful eyes pinned him there at once.

He felt a tingling in his scalp. He shuddered, and the blood in his body froze all at once.

Just then, you come in from the outside. In just a second, you guess what I'm going to do.

With astonishing agility, you leapfrog the table full of breakfast and lunge at me. You grabbed my right arm in one fell swoop.

But you're still half a second late. A small arrow had already flown out of my hand, and it changed direction slightly under your last-minute impact, and it swished against the scalp of the eldest brother, and slammed into the beam. The hat on the eldest brother's head fell in response, and the bun was scattered. A large chunk of his scalp was rubbed off, and in an instant, his head became like a blood gourd.

He was terrified by his own blood. He let out a hysterical scream.

At this moment, I felt like I was being held tightly by my father from behind by my waist and arms. I can barely move anymore under your father and son.

The aunt let out a heart-rending wail and threw herself on her son.

Hearing my aunt's wail, you left me in my father's control. You leave me, and you walk towards the eldest brother, wanting to help check on the injury to his head.

But I'm not going to give up. I'm not going to let him get away!

The moment you left me, I used all my strength to shake off my father's grasp. I shot a second Hidden Arrow at my eldest brother's head.

You hear a gust of wind behind your ears halfway through, and without thinking about it, you turn around and block him with your body.

It all happened just so fast. I didn't even realize it had happened, it all happened.

I on you. That arrow went into your right chest!

You're taken a few steps back by the impact of the arrows. You look at me.

You reach out and grab the shaft of the arrow. With all your strength, you pulled it out of your body, along with the flesh and blood.

You struggle to stay standing. In the midst of a huge chaos, you stand for a few seconds and then fall.

My father's hand suddenly let go of me. He runs towards you.

When he let go of me, I collapsed to the ground. I saw the bricks on the ground and saw them falling on me. That was the last sight I saw. The poison I had taken before I went downstairs started to kick in, blood was coming out of the corners of my mouth, and then I started foaming at the mouth. I fell to the ground and began to have horrible convulsions.

I lost consciousness in the chaos around me.

My last thought was, "I'm sorry, dearest to you." ”

This home. This is the home I've been in for fifteen years. The only place on this earthly world where I can stand. That day, in an instant, just like that, almost ruined me.

That was the last time I saw Jingyun in my life.

Since that day, we haven't seen each other again.

In carrying out this plan, I was convinced that I was righteous.

But the moment the arrow entered your chest, I knew I was wrong. However, it was too late. This is the end of my life. There is no chance, and then I choose.

Who can say how many mistakes they have made in their lives.

In every life, how many mistakes have been made.