After waiting half a day for Gina to reappear, Arthur ran around looking for her. When he pushed open the door of a certain ward room, he saw the woman he was missing passed out on the floor with a bloodless face.
“Gina!” Losing his voice and calling out her name, the man rushed forward and carefully carried her to the hospital bed.
Worry swept his gaze over her furrowed brow, her high nose. Even with such a dirty and unkempt appearance, Arthur could still catch a glimpse of her burning smile that day.
Such a tough girl, yet she has turned into the sister she is now, and this time it is really too much.
The look in his eyes darkened a few more points, and Arthur flexed his fingers to help the woman on the hospital bed pull the edge of the quilt, his fingers sliding compassionately across her not-so-naked cheeks, letting out a long sigh from his throat.
Then, in the future, take care of her yourself.
Aaron had just returned home when a soft and fragrant body threw itself into his arms: “Aaron, has the matter of that woman been settled?”
Because of the fear of Gina’s retaliation again, the man hid Delilah in a safe place in advance. This time, Gina was no longer a threat to the two of them, and Delilah naturally returned home.
Lifting his palm and rubbing the top of Delilah’s head, the man spoke in a rather good mood, “It’s already rolled away, don’t worry about her bothering us again.”
Delilah’s lips blossomed into a shy smile, hooking her hands around the man’s neck and padding up to boldly kiss the man’s lips.
The woman’s offer of a kiss made him feel good, and the soft and smooth touch in his mouth made his heart flutter and his breath become rapid. Aaron wrapped his arms around the woman’s waist and turned towards the bed.
A long day of pleasure.
The feathers of her eyelashes twitched slightly, and Gina finally awoke from her coma. In a near-drowning person’s accent, panicked and desperate: “where’s my mother?”
Arthur pursed his lips and hesitated for a long time, slowly raising his head to meet the person’s panicked eyes, “Auntie… has been cremated.”
Like a thunderclap in the darkness, the lightning made the eyes dazzling white and unable to see anything. I couldn’t help but tremble and clutch my body with my arms to no avail. Teardrops as big as beans could no longer be controlled, fighting their way out of their eyes, shaking their heads frantically in disbelief and bawling at the top of their lungs.
She didn’t even get to see the last of my mother, who was dependent on me, and she didn’t even get to see her off!
Trembling, she took the urn handed to her by Arthur, and Gina pressed her cheek to the box, as if she could thus feel the last temperature belonging to her mother.
The tears had dried up, and with a pair of hollow, godless eyes, Gina clutched the urn and returned to the original home with Aaron.
Unconsciously, she inserted the key into the lock hole and turned it, walked straight in and sat on the couch with weak feet, like a stiff puppet on a string.
Delilah, with a glass of water in her hand, had just come out of the kitchen when she saw the woman who had completely lost her soul. The cup fell from her hands and crashed loudly to pieces on the floor, Delilah let out a scream, followed by panic and frightened crying.
Hearing the sound of the living room, Aaron frowned and came out around from the study, then saw Gina who was sitting with the urn in his arms and Delilah who was crying in fear.
Clamping Gina’s wrist to drag her out of the room, compulsively pressed her into her own sedan. During this time, no matter how roughly Aaron acted, the woman just clutched the urn in her arms and did not speak.
The car drove to the banks of the river. The man pulled open the car door and reached out to grab the urn in Gina’s arms.
Now it seems to be alive, Gina eyes filled with a prayerful look, upper teeth tightly clenched lower lip, make force to hold the urn tight. Her ten fingers tightly clasped the urn, the back of her white hand bruised up, the whole person bowed into a shrimp shape.
But this resistance was not of the slightest use to Aaron.
Easily plucking the urn out of her arms, his lips taking on a mocking arc, Aaron held one hand on the car door frame and bowed to meet the woman’s godly eyes, “The more you care about something, the more I will destroy it!”
The smile on the man’s lips grew open and the look in his eyes deepened as he said his head and walked towards the lake, lifting his foot backwards to kick over the woman tugging at his pant leg.
Raising his hand, Aaron dumped all the ashes in the box into the river water.
The tiny droplets floated in the air for a short time and dipped into the river water, disappearing in a flash.
A man, thus erased of the last traces of his existence on earth.
“Ah!” A scream of pain came from behind him. Too late to turn his head, Aaron’s afterimage glimpsed the woman rushing over like a madman, bringing the wind brushing past his shoulder.
Gina hands supporting the riverside guardrail tumbled down the side of the river, opened his arms and leapt into the rolling river.
After the stirring of the water subsided, the river returned to calm and no trace of the woman who had thrown herself into the water could be seen.