Knowing this, but still can't stop the misery in my heart, is it destined that I can't get anything except love? Or, I didn't even deserve to have love, but Duan Lin was strong enough to cover up the fate
Fan Wei looked up at Duan Lin. The lover who was close at hand was the only person in the world who allowed Fan Wei to enjoy a moment of peace of mind. Since the beginning, Fan Wei was ready to live and die with her lover. Why bother to be upset when life and death are about to be resolved
Fan Wei had no words, and didn't want to let his emotions affect Duan Lin. She silently moved her gaze away from Duan Lin and landed on the shallows in front of him. The shallows created Sister Zhao and will also come to an end in this shallows. Everything is destined, no matter how much unwillingness there is, and how much rebellious spirit is left, it will eventually return to peace. To untie the bell, you must tie the bell, where to start and where to end.
At this moment, Fan Wei felt a big hand falling on her shoulder that made herself extremely at ease.
Afterwards, Duan Lin’s voice rang in his ears: "Some people live in high mountains and some live in deep ditch. Sometimes life is necessary, and there is no time to force it. If this is your destiny, then I will stay with you. This, if this is not your destiny, then I will accompany you on the way."
Hearing Duan Lin's comfort, Fan Wei took a deep breath and nodded her head hard: "Thank you for having you, but our child is suffering..."
The child in the abdomen is the cause of Fan Wei's hesitation, or the lesion. No woman is indifferent to the death of her child.
Fan Wei didn't want to mention this. He was worried that Duan Lin would be uncomfortable, but he couldn't control it.
Sure enough, after Fan Wei finished speaking, Duan Lin's eyes showed a little loneliness, and said with emotion: "I hope a miracle will happen."
"Do you also believe in miracles?" Fan Wei questioned.
Duan Lin shook his head: "Actually I don't believe it, but now, there seems to be no other choice except to pin my hopes on miracles."
As soon as these words came out, Fan Wei and Duan Lin fell into silence at the same time.
Time passed by, and just as the sun had gradually become very hot, Fan Wei found a black spot on the distant coastline in the dimness.
As time went by, the black spots became more and more obvious. In the end, Fan Wei saw clearly that it was a ship, judging from its appearance, it should be a medium-sized cargo ship. When the distance gradually got closer, Fan Wei found a person standing on the bow of the boat, wearing a red raincoat, holding a Gew rifle in his right hand, and hiding his left hand under the raincoat. Who else could be in this dress besides Sister Zhao!
What surprised Fan Wei the most was that the black gauze was hung on the cargo ship, and there was a white flower directly above the cabin, which was arranged like a mourning hall.
Who is Sister Zhao paying homage to? Shen Feng
When the distance between the two sides was about fifty meters, the cargo ship slowly stopped, and then a dark-skinned bandit handed the loudspeaker to Sister Zhao's hand. Then, Sister Zhao's voice came through the speakers: "You really have lived to this point. Congratulations. Unfortunately, you have nowhere to escape. Give you a chance to choose the way of death, kneeling or standing."
After the words fell, a small boat sailed out from the cargo ship and came directly to the side of the reef.
The gangster held a gun in his hand, but did not point at Fan Wei. Instead, he stood quietly and looked at Fan Wei, probably because of language barriers.
The other party's meaning is obvious, either get on the boat or I will send you a bullet.
At this point, for Fan Wei and Duan Lin, there is no worse result, so the two looked at each other, tacitly stuffed Liu Xin and Abuli father and son on the boat, and then joined the boat together. .
The small boat moved, and after a while it reached under the cargo ship.
This is a 50% new ship. It is not new, and it is not good old. Judging from the size and the crane behind it, it should not be a cargo ship, but a large fishing ship. The crane behind is used to trawl the net.
After boarding the ship, Fan Wei and Duan Lin were immediately surrounded by seven or eight thugs armed with rifles, and then escorted to the bow like criminals.
Looking at Sister Zhao who was wearing a raincoat, standing on the bow of the boat, with her back to the crowd. Fan Wei looked up again at the black gauze and white flowers she was wearing, and wondered: "A good ship is just dressed up as a mourning hall, isn't it to pay homage to Shen Feng?"
Hearing Fan Wei's words, Sister Zhao slowly turned around. Although her raincoat was pressed very low, she could still see Sister Zhao's appearance due to the close distance. Compared to the previous'horrible', the left half of Sister Zhao's body has been wrapped in a bandage, just like an unfinished mummy.
Sister Zhao almost didn't hesitate. With a slight movement of her right wrist, the rifle that was originally muzzle down immediately became muzzle up, and the black hole pointed directly at Fan Wei.
It is undeniable that at the moment when Sister Zhao's muzzle changed, Fan Wei gave a thud in her heart and felt a noticeable cold in her back! Because before, the scene of Sister Zhao killing Shen Feng was still in Fan Wei's mind. Sister Zhao is the kind of person who will never be verbose when she can shoot. When she raises the gun, it means that she has a high probability of shooting directly.
On TV, the slow-moving stage of holding the gun and having to be long-winded will never be staged on Sister Zhao.
For this reason, when Sister Zhao raised her gun, even Duan Lin was taken aback and almost shot.
Sister Zhao has been affected by too many bardos, and no one can guess her exact thoughts, including Duan Lin.
Fortunately, there was a false alarm, and the gunfire did not sound. Fan Wei breathed a sigh of relief, deliberately did not look at the rifle in Zhao Jie's hand, but stared at Zhao Jie, trying to reduce the fear in his heart as far as possible.
Meeting Zhao's only right eye, Fan Wei questioned: "You haven't answered my question yet."
The corner of the handsome mouth of Sister Zhao's right half rose slightly, and she outlined a sneer: "You disappointed me. Originally you wanted to take away Shen Feng's corpse even if your life was threatened. I am more or less grateful to you in my heart. It's a pity. What I thought was that you would have abandoned Shen Feng's body halfway. If I hadn't found Shen Feng's body in time, I'm afraid he would have been buried."
After hearing Sister Zhao’s remarks, Fan Wei not only did not have any guilt, but a touch of irony appeared in her eyes: "I feel sorry for Shen Feng's experience. If it is done again, I will not hesitate to block a shot for him. But. The problem is that the living people are obviously more important than the dead people. Since you have killed Shen Feng and now care about Shen Feng's body so much, don’t you think your actions are hypocritical?” (End of this chapter)