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There were police officers in the police station who knew him. After all, he had a son who committed many evil deeds and died unexpectedly. They had a brief exchange with him at the funeral. There was a trace of pity in his eyes for the old man who hurried over in the middle of the night. Maybe for him, , if his offspring looked like this, he would die of a broken heart, but he did not expect that the source of the evil was indeed this seemingly polite old Asian man.

"Can I meet her?"

"It's still in the interrogation stage. According to the regulations, I can't let you see her now. The police station called you to inform you because as a guardian, you have to sign some formalities and bring her some daily necessities. Have you brought everything?"

Bonnie's face was ugly, with a hint of blue on his gray face. The police officer was also worried about his health and stood up to pour him a glass of water. But as soon as he put the glass down, a rough and wrinkled hand grabbed his Wan Wan, with a hint of pleading, once again asked to meet Sara.

"Let me see her. Maybe soon, I won't be able to come again..."

"What do you mean by that?"

The police officer had an inexplicable bad feeling in his heart. He originally thought about putting down the glass of water and ignoring him. But after hearing these words, he sat down next to Bonnie, reached out and took a medical record, and glanced at it briefly. , couldn't help but sigh.

The young man still believed in his heart that there was a magic medicine that could bring the dead back to life. Doctors would always try to use words to comfort his family members that he might still be saved. But as a middle-aged man, he could see through various theoretical possibilities to see through the truth. To face the truth about an old man's impending death.

After thinking for a moment, the police officer nodded, calmed Bonnie's emotions, and replied: "Let me ask for permission. There should be no problem."

Considering that what Sarah did was not serious, and the total property reported damaged by the car owners was less than one thousand yuan, it was just that these two children were too rampant and stole several cars or even more in a few days. However, those car owners have not called the police until now. The amount is probably too small. The car owners have not found out that their cars have been stolen. They have no major cases against them, and they are still minors under the age of fourteen. The guardian wants to report it before the trial. It is reasonable to pay a visit. For this kind of juvenile delinquent, the police have no reason to stop them. Maybe when dealing with a tough-talking child, the presence of a parent will be an advantage to break through their inner blockade.

Soon, the person in charge of the case agreed to Bonnie's request for a visit, but he needed to be accompanied by more than two police officers to avoid the occurrence of adults inciting children to confess.

Sara was not transferred away and was still detained in the police station. Accompanied by two police officers, Sara walked out with her head lowered and met Bonnie in the interrogation room.

Bonnie didn't speak, just clenched his fists, and his face was so gloomy that it looked like water could condense. Sarah lowered her head and didn't speak, burying her face in her clothes and sobbing.

At this moment, her emotions were a little complicated, including guilt, sadness, unwillingness... maybe some, but she had no regrets, even though she didn't have the face to face Bonnie, who wanted her to do good.

"That boy instigated you?"

She didn't speak or show her face, she just shook her head.

"Why do you do this? Are you short of money? Why don't you ask me for it? Why do you have to steal it!"

His face was extremely ugly, which was in sharp contrast with the white walls of the interrogation room. When he was emotional, he couldn't help but cough, and it was difficult to stop. The police officer stepped forward and patted the old man's back gently. When Bonnie raised his head again, he finally looked at Sarah who was no longer hiding. Her red and swollen eyes revealed extreme concern, which made Bonnie start to doubt that maybe Sarah really knew something.

He covered his mouth with a handkerchief that had been washed thousands of times. When the coughing stopped, there was already a little sweat on his forehead. He really wanted to scold Sara a few times to make this child who didn't know what he was thinking in his mind sober up. , but when the words came to his lips, he couldn't curse, as if his throat was stuck with strong glue.

He reached out and touched Sara's head. The quality of her hair was still so good, smooth and shiny, as if... that woman's hair back then was also so soft and beautiful, making him reluctant to put down his hand.

"I will let you out. In the future... don't associate with that boy."

The words of attack softened, and he was unwilling to use words to hurt this frightened child. He wanted to protect Sara. This was a belief he had firmly established when he first met Sara, no matter what the price.

"No! That's your pension money!"

Suddenly, Sara became emotional, and another female police officer stepped forward to control her, but did not end the conversation.

"It doesn't matter whether you support yourself or not. Even if you sell your house or car, I will keep you out."

"If you really sell the house to protect me, I will die to show you Bonnie!"

Her emotions did not calm down, and she suddenly stood up, which startled the policewoman. She forgot to hold her clothes with both hands, and Sara's white shoulders were exposed.

But she didn't care, but looked directly at Bonnie, her cheeks were bloodshot with excitement, and she yelled at Bonnie with a red face. This put the policewoman in trouble, and she glanced at the policeman, hoping that he would come up with an idea. , ended the visit, but the police officer just shook his head slightly, and the policewoman said nothing.

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

"I'm not talking stupid! I will really die for you! Why do you want to bail me out? Isn't it good to just let me stay here? This is the price for stealing, I admit it!"

She became even more excited, and the policewoman had no choice but to hold her in her arms, acting as a shackle to prevent her from acting too aggressively.

"Isn't this a stupid thing? Do you want me to watch you stay in prison and wait to serve your sentence? You don't even know how terrible it is in prison! Sarah... I only have you as my only relative!"

"You are the only relative I have! Do you have to let me watch you die on the street? You want me to never forget how much I owe you, right?"

Bonnie was stunned. The severe pain in his body could not offset the pain in his soul. He suddenly understood why Sara would do such a stupid thing after he repeatedly emphasized that she should be a stable child. She...had something special to do. No reason.

Suddenly, he lost all his strength, and could not even raise his hands. After his facial muscles twitched slightly, water mist gradually filled his sallow eyes, and the movie of his life began to rewind, and he looked down and out in old age. When he was arrested and serving a sentence in middle age, he was high-spirited and ruthless when he was young. It seemed that his life had never taken a correct path, but he was heading towards a dark corner in the midst of all the light. At this moment, he suddenly thought that this would be it. Forget it, if you die like this or die early, it may be the last correct decision you can make.

Until the girl rushed over and hugged Bonnie. When his old skin full of grooves and folds touched the smooth skin, and he felt the moisture and coolness coming from the girl's skin, he was awakened.

"grandfather……"

"me……"

Bonnie opened his mouth and choked several times.

"Promise me, grandpa, not to save me."

"I regret it...I really regret it."

Decades of regret are still tormenting him day and night, but they have never been as heartbreaking as they are now. When was the last time he shed tears? It must have happened in the last century. He vaguely remembered that it was a drizzly day. He was wearing a blue suit of lamb velvet and drank a bottle of tequila. He came home drunk and the woman jumped in. In his arms, he told him that she had his flesh and blood. Seeing the woman's happy and cautious look, at that time... he should have cried as miserably as he does now.

The police separated the two people. The visit time had come, and he did not want to watch such a painful drama, as if he was the evil person who had done something wrong. They took Sara and prepared to separate. Before they separated, Sara turned her head, held Bonnie's hand, forced herself to smile, and said the last words.

"Grandpa, I'm sorry. You must take care of yourself and wait for me to come back."

…

He didn't know how long he had been in a daze at the door of the police station. He held the contact information given to him by the police officer in his hand and promised to call him for help if necessary.

He got into the car in silence and wandered aimlessly on the street. He had completely lost his goal at this moment. He did not dare to bail Sara out for fear that the stubborn girl would really threaten her with death. In addition, his old man in the slums Even if the house is sold, it is unlikely that it will be sold at a good price to bail Sara out. This is an issue that both of them ignored just now.

He drove through familiar places one after another, trying to find evidence of the acquaintance and love he had with his wife. When he was sleepy, he would sleep in the car for a while, and when he woke up, he would continue his journey. In the afternoon, he bought a bouquet of flowers and went to the cemetery. After visiting his lover and children, the emotions of the two people who were sleeping here were sealed by the soil. No matter how much he said, Bonnie got no response. It was not until night fell that he returned home.

He took the elevator to his floor and when he opened the door, he heard some noise. He frowned and looked at the two strange men standing at the door of his house, both young South Americans in sloppy clothing.

"Is there a problem?"

"Sir, is this your home?"

"Yes, what's the matter?"

"Do you mind if I come in and visit?"

One of the young men opened his coat and showed Bonnie the weapon stuck in his waist. Bonnie was "scared" and quickly waved his hands and took a few steps back.

"Is there any misunderstanding? I don't know you, and I haven't offended anyone."

"I don't want to talk nonsense, open the door."

Under duress, Bonnie had no choice but to open the door and let the two young men search the house. After making a mess in the house, they still didn't seem to find their target. They just took out the schoolbag hidden in the closet from Sara's room. , put all the money inside into his pocket, and took out a few pieces of her underwear and put them into his arms.

"Do you know where your granddaughter often goes to play?"

"My granddaughter is not at home. She was taken away and may go to jail."

"I know. I'm asking about the place where your granddaughter often goes to play. I'll give you a few minutes to think about it, otherwise your life may be in danger. Do you understand?"

Their threats were unabashed. If it weren't for the fact that Bonnie was too old and had some merit in questioning, they would have beaten him first and then taken him away for torture.

Obviously, their threat worked. Bonnie was so frightened that he sweated. After thinking hard for a moment, he answered firmly: "She often goes to the school to play. She has a friend who lives there."

The two men looked at each other and said, "Take us there."

Bonnie didn't dare to refute, so he had to take the two men downstairs and let him drive to the destination. The two sat separately, one in the passenger seat and the other in the back seat, monitoring Bonnie's every move at all times. Watch the road to make sure he doesn't drive toward the police station.

There were not many cars at night, and the car quickly arrived near Sarah's school. Bonnie behaved very naturally along the way, which made the two of them relax their vigilance a little, until the car drove into a wasteland after a long circle around the slums.

"Where is that person...?"

"boom!"

Before the man in the passenger seat could say anything, a gunshot rang out. For a moment, the car was as bright as day. In the brief flash of light, the man in the passenger seat could clearly see the face of Bonnie, an old Asian man. He was not ferocious, not fierce, but calm. It looked like I had just killed an annoying chicken.

The bullet entered from the left corner of the eye very accurately, breaking the nose of the man in the back. The powerful force penetrated the man's brain effortlessly, and the broken brain tissue spurted out from the back of the head and sprayed on the rear window of the car. , the bullet did not stop, broke the car window, leaving only a large network of broken marks, and then flew for a distance outside the car, and seemed to hit the damaged street light pole, making a crisp sound. At this time , the man swayed twice as if he was drunk, lay across the back seat, and fell asleep forever.

"What are you going to do?"

"You have asked a lot of questions, now... I ask, you answer."

Naturally, it is impossible for a man to be careless when doing such a coercive thing. Before getting in the car, he had roughly checked each storage box to ensure that there were no guns stored in the car. Of course, Bonnie's body must have been searched, and nothing was found. , the two of them thought they had searched cleanly, so they took it lightly, but it was normal. After all, most of the current models do not have special gun storage boxes like the classic car he drove. Too young.

After killing the man in the back row, the barrel of the gun was directly pressed against the chin of the man in the co-pilot. The barrel of the gun that had just been fired still had a trace of gunpowder heat, and the burn on the man's skin made him realize clearly that this was not the case. Not a dream.

So he raised his hands and surrendered.

"Okay, if you ask, don't shoot, I can tell you."

"What did my granddaughter take from you?"

"Thirty pounds of leaves, that's more than 400,000 yuan worth of goods. We have no reason not to get them. Sir, I will leave as soon as I take the goods. When I leave here, I will pretend that I don't know anything. I have lost my memory."

"Second question, which policeman told you? Besides you, who else knows that my granddaughter took the goods?"

"Bianchi, Benjamin Bianchi, not many people know about this, and the origin of the goods is not righteous. Apart from the two of us, only our boss Romano is famous in the slums in the east of the city."

"boom."

He fired without hesitation, but moved the muzzle from his chin to his forehead to prevent blood from splashing on the roof of the car and then reflecting all over him. But even so, there were still sporadic blood stains on his body. Fortunately, he was wearing a dark coat, so it was not obvious under the cover of the night.

After fastening the seat belts on the two corpses, loading up everything they had taken from their home, he drove along the edge of the slums according to his memory to a deserted river bend, shifted into first gear and got out of the car. , watching the vehicle slowly drive to the embankment, plunge into the river, and after about two minutes of ups and downs, slowly sink to the bottom.

The journey back to the slums usually takes nearly thirty minutes for ordinary people, but he walked for at least an hour longer. When he saw the lights, he had already run out of energy. He rested on a bench by the roadside for a long time before moving on. Waiting until he returned home It was already dawn. After taking the medicine, I simply heated up two pancakes and ate them, then lay on the bed to catch up on my sleep.

After waking up, he carefully cleaned the room and moved the TV cabinet. The TV background wall was originally the load-bearing wall of the entire room. In his early years, he dug out a hole to place some things that could not be seen. He usually blocked it with bricks and tiles. On the ground, as the caulk gradually cracked as his fists tapped lightly on the tiles, he used a dagger to dig into the tiles, and the bricks were taken out. He knelt on the ground and pulled out a sawn-off shotgun wrapped in brown paper, with only the forearm The director checked carefully and put it aside, then took out an envelope from the hole, which contained the passport and ID provided to him by his boss when he went to the Magnesium Country. He was serving his sentence under this identity back then, making Bonnie Roy Xi's identity can be cleared and he can return to Italy smoothly.

He replaced the original ID card with the Magnesium National ID. He lowered his head and looked at the ID card, which was a little yellowed because it took so long to apply for it. He rubbed his fingers against the document that originally contained all his hopes, and finally lit the gas. Throw it into the stove.

He glued on a fake beard and used Sara's whitening cream to whiten his skin. He lightly painted the bridge of his nose with foundation to make his nose look more three-dimensional under the light and shadow.

With everything ready, he put the shotgun in his windbreaker, put on his top hat, and strolled out of the room that held all his fond memories.

At the door of the post office, he sent a letter and went to the store to buy a pack of cigarettes. He hadn't smoked this thing for decades. He lit one. It was not as strong as the cigarettes of the past, but to him, it still tasted a bit Feeling stronger, he coughed a few times and barely got used to the feeling of nicotine lingering in his lungs. He walked to the phone booth, opened the door, took out a piece of paper, and made a call.

"Which one?"

"I'm dying."

"Bonnie? Can you still hold on?"

"I want to ask you one last thing..."

"you say."

"I still have some things that I need you to deliver to Sarah. I have no strength left. Can you come and pick them up?"

"Um...Okay, do you need me to go to your house now?"

"I've put that house up for sale and I moved away. Let me tell you my current address. I live in..."

"Okay, I'll go there as soon as possible, hold on to Bonnie."

"Okay, thank you, Bianchi..."

After hanging up the phone and walking out of the phone booth, he suddenly noticed that drizzle was falling outside. After walking for more than ten minutes, he entered a hotel he had booked last night, dusted off the water droplets on his windbreaker, pressed his hat lightly, lowered his head and talked to the boss. After paying tribute, he quickly returned to his room, closed the door, took out the shotgun, loaded the bullet quietly, and lay on the bed with his eyes closed to recuperate.

It was sunset when he went out, and about an hour later it was completely dark. Someone knocked on the door. He didn't get up immediately, but asked in a weak voice: "Who is it?"

"Bianchi asked me to pick up something. He's working overtime tonight and can't leave."

"Wait a moment, please."

He got up slowly and deliberately made a sound with his feet on the ground. He held the shotgun and approached the door. After coughing a few times, he opened the door.

Standing at the door was a middle-aged man with his head raised, wearing a now-popular jacket with a tattoo on his neck. When the door opened, his expression was a little impatient. When he saw the person behind the door, When there was a flash of light, he also saw the dark gun barrel protruding from the door.

"boom!"

It's not like the shotgun fired can emit a tongue of flame nearly one meter long as shown in the movie. In fact, when the deer bullet is fired, there are basically no sparks, just a puff of thick smoke, and the person is already lying on his back on the ground. It was obvious that they were well prepared. The fact that they could no longer contact their subordinates last night made them more vigilant. Unfortunately, they thought that the old man who was about to die still killed one of them vigorously. While the remaining two were still in a daze, He had already reached out the barrel of his gun, quickly pointed it at the two men and opened fire.

When the second person was shot, the last survivor wanted to take out his gun and fight back. After all, he had already touched his lower back when he knocked on the door. Unfortunately, he was still half a beat too slow. When the gun was pulled out from his waist, Bang Ni's next bullet had already hit him, splattering large amounts of blood on the wall. He could only fire a random shot, and then lay on the ground without making a sound.

Three shots, fast and accurate, killed two people directly. The other one was lying on the ground and was taking in more air than out. However, Bonnie himself also suffered some injuries. After all, the shooting was at a super close range of less than two meters. Once the opponent It was very difficult not to hit someone at this distance. The shot hit his right waist and did not damage his organs. It was a blessing among misfortunes. The bathrobe fabric that had been prepared was quickly tied around his waist. Tie it up tightly, he rummaged through the pockets of the three of them, took out his wallet and took a look. The second man was named Fabio Romano. Based on his impression of the rumored Camorra little boss, he determined the target. , sneered, threw the wallet back on him, and quickly went downstairs.

The shootout made everyone aware of the danger, and no one dared to show their heads to see what was going on. He successfully left the hotel without anyone seeing him, and drove towards the police station in a rented car.

The police station is in the center of the pedestrian street. The entire pedestrian street is U-shaped. The police station is sandwiched between two rows of commercial buildings. When the back door of the police station is opened, it opens into a back street. Police cars and police officers' private cars are all parked here. He After finding a good spot to park, he turned off all the lights in the car, lit a cigarette, and quietly waited for Bianchi to appear.

Soon, Bianchi realized something was wrong. When he learned that there had just been a gunfight at the address he told Romano, he realized that he had done something wrong. He trusted too much an old man who was about to die, but this old man had a mafia gang. Son! What kind of good person could he be? But after checking some information on Bonnie, he didn't find any criminal record, which made him feel strange and began to feel uneasy. He needed to leave immediately to Bonnie's previous address to check if he could Show some traces.

Without notifying anyone, he hesitated for a moment and brought a pistol. It was still raining outside. He walked out of the back door with an umbrella and walked towards his car. At this time, there was almost no one on the back street. He felt uneasy. It became more intense, and I couldn't help but speed up my pace, gradually changing from brisk walking to running wildly.

After getting in the car, he felt a little relieved and felt a little sense of security. He started the car and just put down the handbrake. He suddenly heard someone knocking on the passenger window. He subconsciously turned around and saw lightning. A lightning snake was drawn in the sky, and a moment of light illuminated the outside of the car. An old man wearing a top hat and two beards was facing him with a strange smile, followed by a revolver, pressed on on the glass.

Under reflex, he wanted to draw his gun, but unfortunately he was not a quick shooter. Bonnie's pistol was the first to spit out tongues of flame, and the first bullet hit his right shoulder blade. Only then did he realize that the bones that can support the human body are It was so fragile that with a crack, it broke into two pieces inside his body. The bullet even penetrated the seat and brought out a ball of cotton. Then came the second shot, which hit the arm and directly penetrated the bones and muscles again. Entering the abdominal cavity, the rotating bullet shattered the intestines, and then hit the door panel. The third shot penetrated directly through the brain, entering about four or five centimeters above the right ear, and then drilled from the same position on the left side. He came out, broke the glass, and left a clear bullet mark on the car next door. He lost consciousness instantly, and his head hit the glass with a soft thud. After a few twitches, he died completely. Everything was completely covered up by the thunder that followed the lightning.

Bonnie put away the gun, drove away, tore off his beard and threw it into the grass. He kicked off his right heel with his left foot, then kicked his left heel with his right foot. He took off his leather shoes that were three sizes too big and threw them into the river. At this time, his His face was not pretty, and he was frighteningly pale. It was no wonder that Bianchi was frightened by him.

Bonnie lifted up his clothes and took a look at the wound. The non-fatal wound was still slowly flowing with blood. When he was younger, he might have stopped the bleeding, but now he can't control it. He was not surprised. , after all, one of the symptoms of his disease is coagulation disorder. If he doesn't go to the hospital now, he will really die, but death is not terrible to him at all. After all, he has completed what he can and should do, If I die now, I have no regrets.

Romano's goods came from an irregular source. If the goods worth more than 400,000 yuan came from a legitimate source, he, a small gang leader in the slums, would not be able to afford it. According to Bonnie's speculation, he probably cheated, robbed or even cheated. Using dark methods to steal the goods of other people in the gang, this kind of thing is not uncommon. It happened in Camorra decades ago, not to mention the modern times where the members are complicated, the races are diverse, and they are fighting independently. Mechanism of violent gangs.

He would never make any noise and publicize that he had lost a batch of goods, unless he really wanted to die, and for such a person, Bonnie killed him without worrying about causing any trouble for Sarah. When Andrew was shot, Did anyone stand up for him to take revenge? No, to put it bluntly, they are just peripheral members. They are small gangs that have been incorporated into the Camorra. Their deaths will not attract anyone's attention, just like how there were not many gang members on the day Andrew was buried. Come and see him off, and die as quietly as a wild dog. Anyway, there will be someone equally ambitious to take his place.

Bianchi's death is a bit troublesome, and the police will definitely investigate it. Even if Bianchi did not report the incident to the superiors, but privately informed Romano to ask him to find the lost goods, the person is dead after all. , Bonnie's identity may be exposed through various details, including phone records, communications between colleagues, and even diaries.

But what can they find out about an old man with no criminal record who disappears for decades and suddenly appears? Even if you compare the customs entry records, contact the Magnesium police, and find out your true identity, what can you do? Arrest yourself, a dead man?

As no one knows where this batch of goods came from, no one knows why they died. This will probably be a case that the local police station cannot solve in a short time. Even if the police really investigate the truth, they What about an unsuspecting child? As long as he handed over this bag of things that did not belong to Sara, at least Sara would be safe. He would completely solve her future problems. When she comes out, she can be an ordinary person.

It was worth using the few remaining years of his life to give her a chance to live as an ordinary child.

He lost more and more blood, he felt the cold, and his vision gradually began to blur. He drove the car into the woods, creating the illusion of escaping to the mountains. A heavy stone was tied to the strip of nightgown to stop the bleeding. He was panting. Return to the bridge.

It was already late at night. He lit a cigarette and smoked it quietly in the rain. He took out a photo from his arms and looked at Sarah with a bright smile in the photo. He also showed a happy smile and gently touched the smiling face with his fingers. Rubbing it on for a few times, he put it back into the lining of his windbreaker, flicked the cigarette butt away, looked around for no passing vehicles, climbed up the guardrail, and murmured softly.

"Can you forgive me? I apologize to you for atonement. I'm sorry for not taking good care of Sarah, but this is all I can do. Forgive me, forgive dad..."

His ability to think became increasingly stiff, and the feeling of his brain being frozen gave him a premonition of death. He seemed to hear something, and gradually smiled in the drizzle, leaning forward...

Jumped down.

…

"Sarah, I have your letter."

Sarah, who had changed into prison uniform, heard the shouting and approached the iron bars. A prison guard handed the letter into her hands. Compared with other children in the same room, she was obviously more excited about the letter and did not care about the other children. Ridiculously, she got into bed, crossed her legs and opened the letter carefully. However, before she could read the content, she already shed tears when she saw the name of the sender.

"Sarah, I'm sorry that I didn't get enough money to pay your bail, so I have to live in it. As for the penalty, I hope you can cooperate with your lawyer and do the right thing based on the choice he gives you. I decided that it is better to come out one day earlier than one day later. In addition, I did not sell the house. I left it to you. There are traces of your life there. I am not willing to sell it even if I think twice about it, even if I really don’t want you to. Go back to that dirty and messy living environment, but if you are desperate, just go back. With relief funds and subsidies, at least food and clothing will not be a problem."

"I also hope you don't give up on your studies. If possible, go back to school, but don't go back to that bad school. If you don't know what to do, go to the rescue center and ask for help. They will definitely help. Help you, I hope you can go to college, find a stable job, and never go down this path again. I believe you have realized how difficult it is now, so after you go out, you have to talk about the past. Goodbye, except for that boy, you can decide his own affairs. Maybe I have some misunderstandings and prejudices against him. I am sorry, but this does not prevent me from hating him at all. "

"If you have the financial conditions in the future, I hope you can go out for a walk. Stop listening to others tell you what the outside world is like. See it with your own eyes and experience it with your own eyes. Go to the country of Magnesium, go to China, and go to the farthest place from you. Love those places that are far away to you and be a happy person.”

"As for me, you don't need to worry about my problems. I admit that I am sick, but I won't die for a while. When I really die, I will inform you to attend my funeral. But now, I have to leave. .”

"I admit that you are right. I do have a woman and a child outside. I have contacted them and am going to live with them in a distant place. I am sorry that I did not give you a happy family or a child. Andrew, a perfect family. Your lives were ruined because of me. I don’t ask for your forgiveness, but I would be happier if you really didn’t hate me so much.”

"It's a pity that I have been with you for so long. I didn't tell you personally that I love you, but my child, if you are willing to go and continue to watch, then listen to the truest emotions in my heart. My child, I love you and hope you are safe. When we grow up, we will meet again."

"in the future."

"Your grandfather, Bonnie W. Rossi."

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(End of story)

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