Dear Soldier, Put Your Gun Down

Sharon slowly widened her eyes, feeling that the river water was bone-chilling. “You… How did you know it?”

“Ha! God will not spare anyone who does evil. Do you think you can hide it? I just did not expect that you were so vicious at such a young age!” Winona said.

Winona’s mother did not expect that Sharon, an eight-year-old girl, would harm her, let alone this girl being her niece.

Sharon used one hand to hold on to the guardrail and refused to let go. She shouted hysterically, “She deserves to die! I am the legitimate daughter of the Winston family. But because of her, I can’t go home with my mother. Outsiders always call me a little bastard and I have to be careful every time I call my father.”

“So you had been planning to kill her? Sharon, you are such a horrible person.” Winona said.

Then she violently snapped Sharon’s fingers on the guardrail one by one.

“Ah! Winona, you bitch!” shouted Sharon.

Poof! Sharon fell into the river. Powerless while struggling, she felt cold water invading her body from all sides. Finally, she sank into the water slowly. Winona did not get up until the river recovered its usual peace. She looked at the sparkling river and said coldly, “Letting you die in such a beautiful place is my last mercy to you.”

She could not say how she felt. With a heavy depression looming in her heart, she came to Matt. When she saw him, she grabbed and put his hand on her face. “Matt, I killed her.”

He did not show any surprise. Instead, he comforted her gently, “She has lost her conscience and humanity.”

It seemed that he knew everything and she did not need to explain further.

“Do you want me to give you a warm hug? Huh?” he asked.

She looked down and rubbed his broad calloused palm. “No. I just… felt a little guilty in my heart. I actually lived with my mother’s murderer for so many years. And I even caused so many misunderstandings. How stupid I am!”

know yourself well. If you get some of the essence from me, I guarantee that you will have a

at him with shyness. “What essence… Damn, forget it! Can’t you

suddenly became serious. “Okay. Then let me ask you a serious question. Will

meant Abram Cohen, so she said firmly,

a figure at the door suddenly froze. With sorrowful eyes, the man slowly closed the door

went out just in time to see de despondent figure. When she intended to walk directly

my mother. It’s a pity that

with her family to look for him everywhere. And if he had not run for president, she would not have secretly used her body as a trade and quietly married Christopher. What a silly girl, who had been loving and protecting him silently

let me take care of

pushed his arm away. “I don’t have a father like

remained silent for a long while. Then he slowly opened his wallet, looking at a photo of a smiling woman and swore in his heart, “Gwen, don’t worry. I will take care of Winona. For those who killed you,

ground and cried out in great sorrow. All this came too late. It was too cruel both to her and

then, so he quietly married her mother. What he planned was that one day he could use her mother and her

she and her mother suffered so much for so many years? Every

the ward. Fearing that Matt would notice something wrong, she kept her head down.

come here!” he

do you want?” she

dawdle. Get over here?” he

a forced smile. “What is

saw her red eyes, he became sullen. “Who bullied you? I

that… a small worm flew into my eye and I rubbed my

see,” he

down and slowly approached him. He hooked her neck and kissed her eyes, touching her eyes with his soft lips and making her