"Arou, I'm sorry..." General Zhang's eyes widened and he spat out a mouthful of blood again. He stared at his wife, as if he wanted to remember her forever in his heart and his soul.
inside.
"No..." Mrs. Zhang's voice was torn. She shouted but could not revive the life of the person in her arms. This was the farewell between life and death, so ruthless and cold. She looked at the man in front of her, accompanying her.
He spent most of his life with her and devoted most of his life to her. Now, he died under the knife of his own son-in-law because of him.
Mrs. Zhang suddenly laughed and thought it was a joke. She reached out to General Zhang's waist and slowly pulled out a dagger there.
"What are you going to do?" Hu Gechi suddenly woke up and grabbed Mrs. Zhang's wrist, "Do you want to commit suicide?" Before he finished speaking, someone staggered in from outside the house. Hu Gechi was distracted and his wrist was caught.
Already escaped.
Without hesitation, Mrs. Zhang stabbed her chest with the knife. Blood spurted out and splashed on the face of the man in front of her, General Zhang's face, and Hu Gechi's face.
"Mother..." Arnold was stunned. She rushed over in disbelief, but only received her mother's body that fell down.
The smell of blood everywhere, the red-stained floor, and the lifeless parents lying in front of him. How did all this happen? Why was it fine during the day but now it was like hell.
"Dad..." Arnold stretched out his hand and took his father's hand, but the hand had turned cold and there was no sign of life left.
Mrs. Zhang's breath was about to die. She looked at her daughter and smiled for the last time. She slowly raised her hand, as if she wanted to catch Hu Gechi, and said indistinctly: "Hu Gechi..."
...You want to..." However, before he finished speaking, the remaining half of the sentence "You have to take good care of my daughter" had not been spit out, and the blood in the throat could no longer be suppressed. There was a violent cough, and the words spit out
The blood stained her daughter's body red, and the last trace of life in her body was lost. She slowly closed her eyes, unable to speak out her trust anymore. Regret flashed through her eyes, and finally she was left with
It was dark.
"Mom..." Arnold's heart ached. She looked at her mother blankly, and her mind kept flashing back to the days when she was with her mother. Her mother was the kindest woman, with a gentle personality but a stern personality.
Stubbornness and kindness to her made her experience a warmth she had never experienced in her previous life. The scenes seemed to be still in front of her, but the person was no longer there.
Hu Gechi felt as if his heart was being bitten by hundreds of thousands of ants. He looked at Arnold but was at a loss.
A man stood silently behind Arnold, reaching out to hold him in his arms to comfort him but hesitated again and again. In the end, he put down his hand. "Amul..." Zhenjin had just uttered three words.
There was a lump in his throat, and he wanted to comfort her, but he didn't know how to comfort her at this time. In just a short period of time, she had lost two close relatives, how could he tell her not to be sad?
The whole room was in a mess, and blood stains could be seen everywhere. Hu Gechi knelt on one knee next to General Zhang's body, and Arnold hugged his mother tightly and cried bitterly.
This place is like a chaotic battlefield, and probably no one except the person involved knows what is going on.