Chapter 1015 Do You Hate Yourself?
The anniversary of death?
Evelyn looked at the man in front of her. He didn't seem to have any other emotions. He just looked at a certain place with cold eyes. His eyes were blank as if he was recalling something.
After a long silence, he said slowly, "That day was as dark as tonight, and the moon was very big. She held me in her arms and hid under the bridge."
Evelyn didn't know why he was telling her this, but she didn't interrupt him. It wasn't because she wanted to hear it, but because she didn't want to do anything to disrupt this short period of peace.
"Many people are chasing and looking for us outside. I can even see the light emitted by the flashlight not far away. I am very curious. Why are they chasing us? I looked at the feet of those adults and asked this question. I asked her, 'Mom, when are we going to hide?'." Speaking of this,
Hawk suddenly laughed. His chest kept shaking, but he did not mention anything funny. This contrast was very strange, but there was a kind of sadness coming from him.
Sadness?
Evelyn interrupted this ridiculous thought. How could this man have such a side? He was simply a heartless person.
"This sentence was heard by the people outside. They began to walk toward the bridge. There were so many footsteps that I didn't know what had happened at all. My mother covered my mouth with a handkerchief, and then she stood out in the light circle composed of flashlights. I saw the feet surrounding my mother, and then I heard her scream. I couldn't see what they had done to her, but I smelled blood. That year, I was eight years old, and I already knew what blood looked like." Hawk took a big gulp of wine. He drank too fast, and a lot of liquid overflowed from the corner of his mouth and flowed into his collar along his white neck. "A person's blood can flow from the side of the road to the bridge. It's so big, and it's all red. When I climbed out of the bridge, my mother was gone. I walked along the blood road as if I were walking on a red carpet. I lost my reaction. I picked up my mother's little finger from the grass by the side of the road..."
As he spoke word by word, Evelyn felt her heart beating faster and faster. This story happened to him. It was so cruel that she didn't want to believe it was true, but...
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