Because she knows.
His father had left him.
She has no father.
She will never see her father again.
She is the child who has been abandoned by the whole world again.
Is it It was as if she had nothing left.
So what's the point of her living in this world What's the point?
Scold.
She looked up and glanced at him.
She looked at him and laughed.
Laughing miserably, pitiful.
She lowered her head, stood up on the ground, turned and stumbled out of the church door.
When she walked outside the church door, the reporters raised their cameras to film her, but no one dared to go up and interview her.
Because at the moment she looks so scary.
Her face was unusual, her beautiful eyes were hollow, and her lips trembled with bright lipstick.
No one knew what she was saying.
Judging by the shape of her mouth, she looks like she's calling her father, Brunryst.
She's yelling, Daddy.
Like a child who has just learned to speak, he called over and over again.
It doesn't matter how many times she calls.
Her beloved father will not return to her.
Isn't it Her dejected back gradually disappeared from the reporter's field of vision.
No one knows where she went.
Maybe she went to the execution ground to pick up the body of her beloved father.
Or go home and cry Who knows.
When the reporters saw her go away, they withdrew their gaze.
When a reporter looked down at the ground, he found that the ground was covered in blood, which had spread to the end of the path.
The journalist was frightened and pointed to the blood on the ground and shouted: "God, look, there is a lot of blood on the ground" The rest of the reporters all looked down at the ground and exclaimed when they saw the blood on the ground.
"yes, why is there so much blood, it was clean when we came in just now" "Could it be Miss Lister, she left behind, only she passed through here" "Oh, it's Miss, she's pregnant, but the doctor told her she can't be stimulated" The maid, who was hiding in the side door of the church, wearing a new dress to celebrate her Miss's newlywed, cried, and said, "Miss, she must have had a miscarriage because she couldn't stand so many blows, Miss, she likes her child very much, woo my poor Miss" The young lady is pregnant.
Miss couldn't stand the blow and miscarried.
These two key words froze the man standing not far from the church door.
Those two words were like countless tiny silver needles, piercing into the most vulnerable place in his heart.
Pain, heart-rending pain.
There was no coldness in his deep eyes.
His eyes were bloodshot and painful.
She is expecting.
But he didn't know.
The church is located by the sea.
A few hundred meters away from the church, a girl in a wedding dress was lying on top of the sea rock.
The sea breeze blows in your face.
Her tears dripped down the sea rocks.
The wind blew through her tear-filled eyes, like a sharp blade scraping against her skin.
But she didn't feel pain.
Oh, yes.
What could be more painful than the loss of his beloved father?
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If she's afraid of pain.
Then she wouldn't be lying on the stone so quietly now.
She should have squatted and sit, then clutched her stomach and cried. oshow7 t1706231537: