Chapter Eighty-Six: Love Under the Skin

Heather was lying on the ground, and an uncontrolled broken tree smashed into Heather's right arm, right at the elbow joint.

Blood soaked Heather's shirt and neck, her mouth open in agony, her eyes closed.

David walked to his wife, who was lying on the ground with an axe, trembling a little, wanting to touch it but not daring to touch it.

"You're fine, you're okay. David kept saying.

"Damn. ”

Looking at Heather's arm pressed by the tree, David hurriedly took off his hard hat.

"Ahh

"It's okay, you're okay. ”

David held Heather's upper arm with both hands and kept pulling it out, trying to pull his wife's little arm out from under the broken tree.

Because this broken tree more than ten meters long is not something he can move alone.

"Ahh......h

"It's okay, you're okay. ”

David stopped tugging, while constantly comforting the screaming Heather.

"Oh my God, you're bleeding too much. ”

Looking at his wife's bleeding arm, David stopped moving and turned his head from side to side, but there were no people or things around him who could help.

"Help me. Heather, whose face was covered in blood, cried out in pain.

David, who was in a trance, suddenly saw the sharp axe at his feet.

"Help me. Heather's cries rang out incessantly.

David picked up the axe, his eyes were bloodshot and hesitated, looking at his wife's bleeding arm, he decisively picked up the axe and stood up.

"Wait, what are you going to do?" Heather asked, painful and desperate, seeing what her husband was holding.

"I have to save you. David's tone was apologetic.

"David, please, no, don't!" Heather's expression was full of horror, and then she closed her eyes and shouted, "No!!"

I saw that David's axe had accurately slashed at his wife's elbow joint, and the sound of broken bones sounded.

......

A year later, Heather was standing in front of a mirror in her bedroom.

The former Heather was radiant and radiant. But when she lost her arm, it was like two people, and everything became dark.

Her blonde hair no longer radiates a glamorous sheen, her beautiful face is pale and withered, and there are dark circles under her eyes.

Heather looked at her ugly upper arm, her expression changing from calm to angry to angry.

Bang!

She slammed the end of her severed arm into the mirror, which cracked.

Maybe she didn't want people to see her again after she lost her arm.

Because she's no longer perfect.

She felt that if she wasn't the prettiest girl in town, David wouldn't love her anymore.

However, this is not the case.

In the dimly lit living room, Heather sat alone at the table waiting for her husband to come home.

David came back from outside the door, holding a long box in his hand, and holding it in front of Heather with a gentle look in his eyes.

Heather opened the box with her left hand, only to see a black and rough black iron arm inside.

This was built by David a few days ago next to the Church of the God of Machines and Wisdom in the town, and he asked a well-known craftsman to help build it, and it was only completed today, so that the happy David took it back.

He wanted to make his wife happy and cheer up.

Heather frowned, her eyes were indifferent, and she looked at the black iron arm:

"It's ugly. ”

David's eyes changed from gentle to lonely, he didn't dare to look at his wife's expression anymore, and bowed his head in silence.

Heather turned back into her bedroom.

In the night, Heather wept quietly, and David beside her had his back to her, his eyes open, staring blankly ahead.

In autumn, Heather stood in the courtyard outside her home, looking at the barren grass that had not been tended for a long time, and her eyes were full of sadness.

That night, Heather suddenly woke up, but the bed beside her was empty.

"David?"

Dressed in flannel pajamas, Heather stepped out of the bedroom and out of the house, looking at the light of the carpenter's room in the distance.

Heather walked in and saw her husband sketching in the dim light of a kerosene lamp.

The drawing depicts a delicate arm.

As a well-known carpenter in town, his drawing and design skills are naturally good.

"Can it really be made?" asked Heather, looking at the drawings and then into her husband's eyes.

"I think it should be. David looked tired, and said with a gentle look in his eyes, "I just want you to be happy." ”

Heather took the drawings, a glimmer of light appeared in his eyes, and asked softly:

"Can you have someone build it out of gold?"

Hearing this, David's breathing was a little short, looking at Heather's still beautiful face, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and said:

"Are you serious?"

Then he paused for a few seconds, lowered his head, and his eyes wandered, "But we can't afford it." ”

Heather was silent for a long time, looked at David and asked softly:

"Do you still love me?"

David looked up at his wife, his eyes already bloodshot, "Of course, more than anything. ”

Heather crouched down, stroked her husband's haggard face with her left hand, and her tone intensified:

"Then please have it made of gold. ”

David made a second mortgage, mortgaged his house and timberland to the town bank, and sold his wagon, band saw, and so on.

Armed with a few gold nuggets and blueprints, he enlisted the craftsman near the Church of the God of Machines and Wisdom to help him build an arm made entirely of gold.

A few days later, Heather looked at her new arm with a smile on her face, which had been perfectly inserted with the help of the town's doctors.

In the light of the setting sun, the golden arms shine brightly.

It's like a beautiful and charming Heather again.

On this day, Heather walked into the town's flower room to choose flowers, and a little girl walked in and asked curiously:

"Is that made of gold?"

"Yes. Heather smiled and reached out for the little girl to touch it.

The little girl stroked her glittering golden arm and asked:

"Are you a princess? Where did you get that?"

A charming smile bloomed on Heather's lips, "This is what my prince made for me." ”

"I think it's beautiful, goodbye. With that, the little girl left.

Heather looked at her golden arm, and her mood couldn't help but become more and more happy.

Every woman wants to be beautiful, but Heather is like pinning all her identity and hope on that golden arm.

She wants to be the most beautiful girl ever. Like drugs, she can never be satisfied.

At that time, David tried to satisfy her.

He loved her.

It was a beautiful day, and Heather was wearing a bright red pleated dress and dating her handsome and strong lumberjack in the town.

But a gust of wind blew, and Heather began to cough incessantly.

Then winter came, and unsurprisingly, Heather fell ill.

"The diagnosis came out, it was pulmonary gold disease. A doctor in the town said, looking at the diagnosis list.

Accompanied by David, Heather at this time had lost her former complexion, dark eyes, and haggard countenance.

"As long as your body continues to absorb gold through your skin, there is nothing I can do. The doctor said solemnly, "You have to remove your prosthesis." ”

"No, I can't. Heather refused in a hoarse voice, and covered her right arm firmly with her left hand.

"I can't take off my golden arm, absolutely not!"

"Sir?" the doctor looked at David.

"Listen to her. David replied.

A few months later, Heather was lying limp in a hospital bed, and David sat on the edge of the bed, holding his wife's left hand with both hands.

"Ahh Heather awoke violently, now described, lifeless.

"It's fine. David held his wife's hand tightly and comforted him with a gentle look in his eyes, "I'm right next to you." ”

"I'm dreaming...... It's a nightmare. Heather looked at her beloved husband and said, "Promise me one thing." ”

"Anything. David's eyes were doting.

"When I die, bury me with the golden arm...... Promise me. Heather said as he stared into David's eyes.

"Okay, I promise you. David assured without hesitation.

"Speak up. Heather stared earnestly at her husband's every expression.

"I'll bury you with the Golden Arm. David said solemnly.

That night, thunder and lightning were blowing, Heather was still moaning in pain in bed, and David was dozing off by the bed.

Suddenly, Heather woke up with her eyes wide open and her expression frightened.

This startled David, and then Heather looked at her husband stiffly, and Kim's arm suddenly grabbed David's arm, and a gaslet sound came out of her throat, and she was now completely unable to speak.

And so it went for a minute.

David slowly put Heather back on the bed, reached out and pulled out the golden arm that was holding his arm, and when he looked at his wife again, she had already died with her eyes open.