Joyce took a few sharp breaths and didn't say a word.

"Don't shake your hand, come on, hold the gun steady. Your marksmanship, isn't it the world's best? Don't miss the shot.” Charlotte's eyes almost popped out.

The thrill of watching the two of them, killing each other, was too intense.

Joyce froze in place as she slowly raised the gun and finally pointed it straight at Luther's heart.

Love and family.

Her parents and Luther. She would have to choose one or the other. When the gun was pointed at his heart, her brow twitched violently, like a fire blown by the wind.

The sky outside the rotten building, from just now, had turned gloomy, and it began to snow.

With no windows above the rotten building, snowflakes drifted in unrestrainedly.

at Joyce in shock,

his heart. “Luther, you know what?" Without warning, raging tears welled up, and Joyce had never vented like

been cut by a knife, "I hate you! I hate you! You think you know everything? In fact, you don't know anything! Falling off a cliff into the sea, my daughter!

raised her left hand and wiped them haphazardly, but the more she wiped, the fiercer

steady,

eyes full

that he had such deep

to meet him

Anderson, Iris.

Only Anderson survived.

fell off a cliff into the sea. God did not give her all the gifts. They lost

could imagine how

why she hadn't shown up for four years, and why

sins were originally

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