My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

She was wearing an arm-length hospital gown with her makeup all smudged and her hair tied in a bun. She acted like a little child, continuously chasing after the nurse. Meanwhile, the nurse looked like she was about to cry.

"How could they..." I thought these people had passed away a long time ago. Or was it like the other day when Hendrix was thrown onto the street and could only beg for candied fruit miserably?

Hendrix tilted his head and looked intently at the people in the picture. His eyes narrowed slightly, and the atmosphere around him became calmer. "I probably did not know what I wanted. I thought of making them suffer for a lifetime, but in the end, I realized I couldn't do it. Fortunately, I raised them up and told them to live like ordinary people. Anyhow, we are all ordinary people, and there's nothing wrong with living an ordinary life."

Yes, that's right. What's wrong with an ordinary person living an ordinary life?

There was no point in ranking people based on their social classes. We would all just end up as skeletons after we depart this life.

I hugged Hendrix tightly, pressed my face against his chest, and listened to his heartbeat. "Did you know that I firmly believed that you wouldn't change because I knew you were different from others? You are not ruthless. You are actually a soft-hearted but stubborn person. I knew it all even though I didn't mention it."

"Then, I really have to thank you," Hendrix replied self-deprecatingly. "You always stood by me during those days when I was an undercover agent."

the chest and replied, "Yes, I should let you suffer, or you would always have it

before I could

country for his dedication and contributions made in his career against drug

couldn't make it public, Hendrix was now an official

could utilize the medal to request help from his

carefully, and placed the medal onto it. He said solemnly, in a deep voice, "Arianna, this is my first and only medal in life. This is

felt particularly heavy as I understood its

gift? Are you willing to give it to me?" The medal was always placed in a conspicuous position in Hendrix's study as it was

can also give you my

groaned.

grumbles and pulled me into his embrace

the age of twelve, I wanted to be a soldierstubbornly believed that a man must be a soldier once in his lifetime to experience his body's ability, to protect his people,