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"There you are." In the cold chaos, suddenly came such a sentence, and then there was a little warm light ahead, and I walked in the direction of that light at a loss.
A figure began to clear, hands behind his back, the wind blowing, clothes flying.
"Do you have an answer in mind?" He didn't look back, just asked.
What answer? Who are you? I asked myself, but I couldn't spit out a word when I opened my mouth.
"Why don't you talk?" He sighed, "You will never forgive me ..." Then he turned around, and in his amber eyes, I clearly saw his despair.
Then he came to me, and his faded lips showed a beautiful smile. I feel the air around me is getting colder and colder.
I looked at him, and I tried to see him clearly, but he seemed to be trapped in a cloud of smoke, giving me only fragments of his eyes. He stopped in front of me.
I feel my throat tighten.
He easily locked my neck without warning, and his hands tightened.
I looked at him in horror, and he mentioned me to him, as if to make me see more clearly, and his cold breath sprayed on my face.
So in the eyes close at hand, I read the message of death and saw my paleness at the same time. ...