Chapter 113: Burn! Scarecrow (31)
"Even the most important person in my heart looked at me with that look."
The other side approached the man step by step: "Do you think that even you think that a person who lives at the bottom of the food chain is not worthy of having angels?" ”
The man shook his head, his pupils kept contracting: "You madman, I don't know what you're talking about!" ”
The other side suddenly picked up the lighter in his hand and lit the lighter, and put the lighter to his hair: "Your warmth and kindness have always been given only to Emma Woods, and I have received nothing." ”
The lighter is getting closer to the hair: "What I got... There is always only that endless darkness. ”
On the other side, the lighter in his hand was put on the sheets, and the flames burned to the sheets, and the sheets gradually burned.
"Even so, I don't want you to stay in this dangerous place, just destroy this thing and you'll get out of here."
On the other side, the originally red eyes turned gray at the moment.
It's like a living person who has lost the desire to survive.
"Father...", the other side turned his head to look at the man again: "I, I also hope that one day my father can give me care, but... I can't seem to wait. ”
Gradually, the fire spread and enveloped the other side of the station.
The man tried to go over and put out the fire, but he didn't know what pushed him out.
He looked at the other side, only to find that the other side was also smiling at him.
At that moment, it was as if a face appeared in his mind.
It's the person he's missing.
The other side held the flower pot in his arms and squatted on the ground.
Everyone burned on her back, and there was a burning pain in her skin.
Emma Woods, I never thought that this pot of flowers you planted when you were a child would be brought here by your father.
And my father actually stayed in this dangerous place in order to protect this pot of flowers.
A few hot tears dripped on the ground: "So... There is no ripper or killer living in this place at all, it is my father who lives here... Leo! ”
The other side was crying loudly, and this time she could really cry loudly.
This time someone will hear her cry.
This time she could really be relieved.
"Foam from the flowers, the family affection that will never be separated, and the infinite longing, my father's thoughts of Emma Woods, but there is never me."
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Baijiu leaned on the tree blankly, everything that happened just now.
It was as if a dream was too unreal.
But this is the reality.
Imo is dead... Looking at the small room, the other side is also...
For the affection that I have longed for since childhood...
Even if you risk your life, even if you have to sacrifice your own life, do you have to protect this family relationship?
But Baijiu doesn't understand, she can't understand what family affection is.
Now her whole person is like losing her soul, and she feels confused and helpless for the first time as she keeps walking forward.
I only knew that I should keep walking, and there seemed to be a person waiting for her in front of her.
When her feet stepped out of here, her mind seemed to go blank.
"Woods, it's okay, you came out safe and sound, I'm about to worry about you when I stand here."
When the philanthropist saw that the liquor had come out, he hurriedly ran over to check on her all, and only after confirming that there were no wounds on her body did the philanthropist breathe a sigh of relief.
Baijiu slowly raised his eyes: "Jack." ”