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Will walked forward as he spoke with heavy steps. With every step he took he felt as if a thousand pounds were falling on him. His tall back was shrouded in sadness, and anyone who saw him would know that he was a grieving man.
He was very familiar with the place. He did not walk through the busy streets, but walked along the bumpy alley to the top.
This was a slope. Standing on the street and looking up at the alley, it was at least forty degrees high. Every step Will took was extremely strenuous. Ye Jian, who was following him, even saw him lose his balance several times and seemed about to fall backwards.
The bright red blood dripped all the way, winding upwards, and the blood flowers were shocking to the eye.
Ye Jian lowered her head slightly and followed quietly behind Bai He who was holding the boy. Xia Jinyuan followed behind Will, Bai He was in the middle, and Ye Jian blocked the way.
After walking for at least half an hour, Will stopped outside a bungalow with a mottled exterior wall. He could tell at a glance that it was on the ground floor of Melan. He didn't need to press the doorbell, and there was no doorbell to press. He raised his foot and gently pushed the iron door, which was so rusty that a rub of his hand would leave a hand full of rust.
The iron door creaked open, and Will walked in holding Abe, whose limbs were becoming increasingly stiff. Xia Jinyuan looked back at his comrades behind him, nodded slightly, and then stepped in.
The bungalow is a completely narrow and long room. Standing at the door, you can see the back door in a straight line.
Someone inside heard the sound and quickly ran out of the dimly lit room. The light was too dim and one could vaguely make out that it was a middle-aged woman with an out-of-shape figure.
"Mr. Will, is that you?" The middle-aged woman who ran out saw Will. Perhaps because Will was holding someone in his arms, she called out uncertainly, her tone very respectful.
Will responded in a low voice, and his voice was so choked that the middle-aged woman who was walking quickly suddenly stopped. She must have sensed something and stood there, refusing to move another step.
In the dark room, there was no movement for a long time. The atmosphere was frozen and so depressing that Ye Jian felt a little breathless.
This is a middle-aged Melaben woman who is about forty years old and has white hair on her temples. Her hands are rough and her joints are thick. One can tell at a glance how difficult her life is.
She watched Will walk towards her step by step. Her fixed gaze finally fell on the person Will was holding. Her lips trembled very lightly and she asked in the local language, "Who are you holding?"
"Abe, Abe..." Will began, suppressed sadness filling the gloomy bungalow like a tide, "Abe, he has..."
"He's dead, isn't he? He's dead, isn't he?" The middle-aged woman's voice was so soft, as if it were a bubble flying in the air, which would vanish with the slightest touch.
Will didn't answer, his silence was the best answer.
"How did he die? Can you tell me? What exactly happened, Mr. Will? Can you tell me everything?" The middle-aged woman with trembling hands stretched out her hands. She wanted to hug her child. This was her child... her child.
She couldn't hold Abe, and she said to Will in a sad voice, asking him to hold Abe and lie on the bed.
Just as I put the pale-faced Abei on the bed, I heard the sound of talking and laughing outside the low bungalow. They were the voices of two men. One of the men was shouting loudly at the door before he even came in, and he kept shouting as he came in.
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