Elsa lowered her head, crying. It suddenly occurred to her that she was still wearing the broken pajama
she had worn a long time ago. It was her own pajama, and it was the one she wore when she first
came here. It was so messy and dirty.
With a helpless smile, Bob said weakly, "That's it. Don't cry. Go back to find your brother!"
After a long time, Elsa slowly pushed him away and was about to leave. She raised her tearful eyes
and looked at him pitifully, "Then you... you are not lying to me this time, are you?"
With his eyes unfocused and in a trance, Bob didn't get what Elsa meant. Elsa choked with sobs and
said helplessly, "I'm asking you if the way you told me this time is true."
"Yes, it's true. Be careful!" Bob nodded.
After getting the exact answer this time, Elsa turned around and walked away. Bob was shocked,
"Elsa..."
Elsa suddenly stopped. Bob used up his last strength to hold her in his arms. He turned her around, put
his arms around her waist, leaned forward, and kissed her forehead...
Elsa was stunned, and a strong smell of blood filled her nose. At the same time, his hot kiss made her
heart tremble. Bob said intermittently, "Go... Walk out of this... forest... and... then... run toward the big
stone... Keep running... Run as fast as you can, and remember... Before dark... You must get home
or... get down the mountain!"
Elsa cried in his arms, "Bob, are you going to let me go home or not? How could there be a big stone?
Is there anything else? Why do I have to keep running?"
Feeling a sharp pain in his heart, Bob kissed her forehead affectionately and said, "It's dangerous here.
You must run as fast you can. Don't cry!"
He ordered her sternly and smiled bitterly. He was a murder who escaped from prison, so she must live
in a dangerous place so that he could be safe enough. Only in this way could he guarantee his own life.
Bob let go of her and said in a low voice, "You don't know... how I wanted to... marry you and... have
my wedding... with you... But... I... can't give you a good life... I can't even... guarantee your safety. I
can't afford to marry you!"
Bob remembered clearly that once she was heart-broken because of Brody and was totally
disappointed in him, so she asked Bob to marry her, but he refused. His answer was that she was not
qualified. Actually, the unqualified person was not her, but himself!
Elsa's heart was touched, and her eyes were wet. "Bob, I was just kidding with you. How could I marry
an old man who hurt me and ruined my life?"
With a bitter smile, Bob touched her face and asked, "Does it hurt?" He used to hit her for some
reason, and Elsa's hatred was completely aroused by him now. She pushed him away and cried,
"There's one place where it hurts more than this..."
After crying, she turned around and ran out. The last thing she wanted to see was his face.
After Elsa's back disappeared, Bob smiled bitterly. His body, which had lost too much blood, fell down.
In the hospital...
After a whole day's surgery, Brody's life was finally saved. Tears of joy welled up in Tracy's eyes. She
had been staying by his bed all the time... It had been two days, but he still had no signs of waking up.
Tracy waited anxiously. Two days later, she saw that he was still in a coma. She was angry and
desperate. She crawled to his bedside angrily and tried to open his eyes with her little hands. She tried
many times, but there was no sign of waking up. She did this several times, but he didn't respond.
Finally, she fell down on the chair in despair.
She sat on the chair dejectedly, holding his big hand with her small hand, and her eyes were red.
"Wake up. I said that I would tell you a good news. No, no, it's two. I said it's two. Just let me tell you..."
She held his big hand and cried helplessly. The person on the bed was still closing his eyes tightly.
After a long time of despair, Tracy seemed to have made a big decision. She stood up abruptly and
glared at him angrily. "Brody, wake up. Aren't you going to wake up?"
There was still no sign that the man in bed would wake up. He was still lying motionless. Tracy bent
down angrily and continued to open his eyes with her fingers...
'Wake up, wake up... Open your eyes...' She kept shouting in her mind in despair, and her fingers kept
supporting his eyelids. When she took her hands away, she hoped that he would open his eyes, but
when she loosened her hands, his eyes closed unconsciously.
Tracy was desperate. She continued to open his eyes and cried, "Brody, wake up... Don't sleep
anymore..."
She let go of his hand, and his eyes closed again. She squatted down on the chair in despair.
"Brody..." She choked and reached out her little hand towards his face. She lay prostrate on his chest.
"Brody, you must be angry with. Please don't be angry, please... When you wake up, I won't be willful
any more. I'm not angry anymore, and you can't be angry either. Open your eyes, and I won't lie to you
anymore. I'll tell you the background of Melissa and Alston... Four years ago, I was pregnant... I was
too selfish. I chose to die without thinking about your children..."
Tracy choked with sobs. Seeing that he was still in a coma, she held his hand and shook his arm back
and forth. "You must be angry with me... Don't be angry. If you are still angry, I won't give any of them to
you. I will take them away from here and never let you see them again. Open your eyes and look at
me..."
She cried desperately, but the person in bed was still asleep. Tracy's upper body completely leant on
his body. "If you don't wake up... I'm leaving..."
She kept crying. At last, when she was tired of crying, she lay on his body motionlessly, lifeless.
"Brody, we were all wrong four years ago. I was too extreme. I was too sad when my father died, so I
chose to die. It has nothing to do with you, especially when I know the truth four years later and the real
cause of my father's death. I don't hate you anymore. I was just not reconciled... I don't hate you
anymore. Why do you hurt yourself to save me? Why? I don't deserve your love!"
Tracy was crying in a hoarse voice. She was lying on top of him in despair, her shoulders constantly
shaking. Her eyes were dull and unfocused. Just when she was desperate, a big hand touched her
head. Tracy was stunned for a moment, and when she clearly felt something on her head, she
suddenly sat up and opened her eyes wide. She looked at him in astonishment...
The man on the bed was looking at her with his eyes wide open. The moment he looked at her, a smile
appeared on his pale face. Tracy cried with joy. When she realized what had happened, she threw
herself into his chest and cried, "You didn't keep your promise..."
She choked with sobs. With no strength all over his body, Brody felt a dull pain in his other arm. He
stretched out his intact arm and put it around her waist. In a hoarse voice, he opened his mouth and
said, "When... did I... break my word?"
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