Dong Ruyao finally fulfilled the long-cherished wish he had pursued for a long time, his shoulders drooping loosely, sinking into the mattress, feeling lost.
She was relieved, and the nightmare and resentment that had tormented her dissipated, but the tenacity that had supported her to survive and fight the disease also disappeared.
She was not at a loss as to what she should do for the rest of her life, because she had never thought about her future.
Not long after, tears had wetted her pillow towel, and she seemed to forget to blink, looking at the void like a dying person. Only the rhythmic breathing sound can prove that she is not at peace at the moment.
Hong Jun drew a tissue for her and moved a little closer. He worried beside her and asked, "Are you okay?"
Dong Ru and Yao Jiujiu returned to his senses and smiled at him: "Brother Hong, thank you."
Hong Jun said, "What are you thanking me for?"
Dong Ruyao said: "If I hadn't met you, I thought I might be crazy."
When Hong Jun heard this, his heart surged.
No one knows the distress in his heart, and his loneliness cannot be told to anyone. He doesn't need generosity, he doesn't need the mercy of others, he is willing to be a gloomy person who can't let go of hatred all his life. But for Dong Ruyao, who had also lost his relatives and was the same enemy, he had some kind of comfort and a person to talk to.
In such a situation, to meet a friend who is also a fallen man in the end of the world is no different from a hand stretched out in the abyss. He is, so is Dong Ru and Yao.
Hong Jun lowered his head, folded the tissue in half, and said dryly, "It will be fine. It's over now."
Dong Ru Yao Xin said that her life was already over. The continuation is just the walking dead.
She recalled with tears: "When I handed Xuan Xuan to Ding Tao, I thought he could lead my son to a good life. It was too difficult for me at that time, do you know? A penny was divided into two. . A child spends money especially when he gets sick, and it’s even hollowed out. I’m not a qualified mother. I have a bad temper, busy, and low education. I can’t give him a good life, and I can’t give him a normal life. Education. He will definitely be looked down upon following me. I can’t help it. I think he is Ding Tao’s own son after all, and Ding Tao will treat him well. Even if I’m not reconciled, I will admit it.”
"The day I let him go, he didn't want to leave me, and I even beat him..." Dong Ru Yao couldn't cry. "He called my mother, I shouldn't want him, and I wanted to drive him away with a cold face. The next day, he climbed onto my bed with breakfast and said that he loves me. Why should I drive him away? If I hold on a little longer, maybe he won’t die. To this day, he is about to reach adulthood... How can there be a mother like me in this world?"
Looking distressed, Hong Jun almost cried out with her, and dryly comforted him: "It's not your fault, you tried your best."
"When I think of Xuanxuan, I hate it. I hate Ding Tao, I hate their family." Dong Ruyao choked, "I can't forgive Ding Tao if he is dead!"
She raised her hand and wiped a tear, as if to bite the name into pieces.
"He condoned his son to kill Xuan Xuan, so I let his son kill him. Ding Tao died fair. This is their family's retribution!"
Hong Jun couldn't help asking his doubts: "How did you do it?"
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"If you really know your son, you will know. It is too easy for Dong Ruyao to get close to Ding Xihua."
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Mystery / ThrillerWelcome to the live-broadcast, ultra-realistic, simulation game [Murder Scene Analysis] (Rookie qualification test). The identity you applied for is [Victim]. The memory related to the case has been blocked. Please try to avoid the outcome of death...