Those broken limbs and arms and the meat from the special forces are floating around me. Without the control of the soul, they can't be controlled.
Later, I learned that I killed not only drug dealers, but also the top 20 special forces in the "red blade" team, as well as Nie Linkai, a boy who temporarily participated.
Four years later, the mother of the boy I tore with my own hands stood behind me, calling my name in a voice I no longer want to hear. I don't want to recall the heartbreaking cry and unbearable silence.
"He broke the rules and had to die." I still didn't turn my head, some small wavering said, once again strengthened the strength of the hand.
"Yinger," Yan Sulin said, "he is my husband."
Ha ha, ha ha, I really want to laugh, but I know I can't do it now. Why am I in such a situation? He - Nie Leqing is your husband, which means that Nie Linkai I killed myself is my cousin!! What did I do in my last life!!
I finally let go, but in order to ensure that Nie Yueqing could not resist in a short time, I gave him a hard kick in the stomach. Seeing Nie Yueqing's body trapped in the wall and not hearing Yan Sulin's nervous voice, it seems that their relationship between husband and wife is really only maintained by years of "love between husband and wife", which is so precarious.
Yan Sulin saw that I still refused to turn around, and asked again, "shadow ~ ~ turn around, OK?"
Turn around and do what? Look at your sad face, listen to your piercing cry, and let yourself blame yourself more? Since I joined the reincarnation gate, I can't remember how many people I killed. From trembling with fear at the beginning to numbness now, Nie Linkai is the only one who can still remember the scenes of the killing at that time: he was so thin that he didn't fit in with the background of the fight. He was so scared by the hellish scene that he couldn't see or speak, Finally, after seeing Lao Liu torn up, he was driven by instinct to bend down and vomit. At this time, a pair of black army boots with visceral tissue appeared in front of him. He slowly raised his head, his whole body trembled, and his mouth was slightly opened with vomit. The deep fear did not make the woman awake, but a new round of killing. Feel the body because of the heat and pain caused by tearing, in thousands of miles away from home without a whole body.
Yan Sulin came up and patted me on the shoulder. I had no choice but to turn my head and look at her: compared with the first time she was disheveled, tearful, sallow and thin, with deep eyes, she is more radiant today. If you look at it carefully, it's fuller than it was then. Is it out of the pain of bereavement? I guess, never dare to ask. I'm afraid! Yes, I'm afraid, I'm afraid she'll cry like a child again; I was afraid that she would shake me hard in her arms. Salty tears fell into my mouth because of strenuous exercise, but what I tasted was unbearable bitterness; I was afraid that she would suddenly be silent, as if she had died, as if she had never existed. I'm afraid of her blame, and I'm even more afraid that she won't.
"Yinger, I know the rules, but can you let him go this time?" Yan Sulin said, looking at Nie Leqing, who fell on the ground against the wall and was still in shock, pleaded: "after all, he is my husband!" He was already scarred, physically and psychologically.