Nighthawk looked at Doro in surprise, but Doro lowered his head and couldn't see clearly what his expression was.

After a while, Doro slowly raised his head and looked at the bright moon hanging in the air outside the window. The moon was as bright as water, as if it was recording all the sad things in the world, extremely bleak.

With pain in his eyes, he slowly said, "Somewhere in S East, it was about 30 years ago. There was an honest craftsman who made a living by being a carpenter. His craftsmanship was very good, and he was honest and willing to work hard. All the carpenters in the neighborhoods recognized it.

Seeing that he was older, he married him a wife. His wife was very virtuous. Not long after, he gave birth to a son for him. This coquettish man who was honest and friendly.

He had a son for the first time in his life, so he took good care of his wife. But he was always not so happy. When you were happiest, life would always cause you some trouble and make you feel uncomfortable.

But this time, the craftsman was really too big. Just when the craftsman left home to work in the town and wanted to earn more money to support his family, a fugitive who was chased by the police unexpectedly broke into his home. The fugitive was chased and was desperate, so he used the mother and son as hostages to survive. Finally, when the fugitive was sure that he could not escape, he angrily killed the mother and son, and then committed suicide."

He paused with emotion, his tone was filled with regret, and then continued, "When the man returned home, he saw only the messy mess and the mother and son who had been carried into the ambulance and covered with white cloth.

His sky fell, and he stopped the ambulance from leaving regardless of everything, trying to retain the two soulless bodies in this way.

The deceased are gone, and no matter how much they try to keep them, they will not survive.

In the following days, the man locked himself in the room, without eating or drinking, and his portrait seemed to have completely changed, behind his disheveled head, he was crazy and locked himself up for 10 days.

When the anxious parents saw him coming out of the house again, he seemed to have become a teenager in just a few days, but his head was covered with white hair.

He kowtowed a few times to his parents who had cried into tears, telling them that he was leaving this house. Everything here was his broken life and his endless sadness. Whenever he closed his eyes, his eyes were full of his wife and children. He was about to collapse. He wanted to leave this sad place, otherwise he would slowly die of sadness.

He left his parents reluctantly, and parted with this place where he was once happy. He swore that he would live and be a human being again."

Doro took another sip of wine, burped, looked at the bottle in his hand and smiled, put down the bottle, and supported his hands behind him. Nighthawk felt that Doro was very lonely at this time, as if he was the same as he used to be. At that time, his father had just died, so helpless he was.

Doro said slowly, "The man walked into many places and finally came to T country with the abortion of people who were working."

"T Country" Nighthawk almost screamed. Although he had already guessed that Doro might be talking about himself, he couldn't help but be surprised when he heard this.

"Yes, it was the "Doro" in T country because he was a carpenter. In T country, a country with wooden structures as the mainstream, he was very popular among people in the surrounding areas. Some people asked him to make wooden doors and some people asked him to make furniture.

His skills are first-class, excellent in technology, beautiful in appearance, and he works with conscience. Some manufacturers even come to ask him to do design and technical guidance.

For a time, he was very famous in the surrounding areas and was very busy every day. His income was also booming. Some people saw that he was not married and was floating locally, so they wanted to introduce his wife to him, but he didn't like it after introducing several of them in a row. Others thought he had a high vision, so the level of introduction to him gradually improved a lot.

Finally, one time, after introducing him to a girl from the next village, he was stunned that day. He was completely stunned.

Like, very similar, this girl is very similar to his former wife. He has never forgotten the slightest thing about the past. He can't forget it, and even thinks about it all the time. Finally, he saw the person who made him dream of it, and he jumped up happily.

Soon, he made a reservation and soon the wedding was held. The other party's parents smiled and sent their daughter out. In their hearts, their daughter would never have to worry about being able to follow such a respected craftsman.

On the wedding night, the wine was intoxicating and the bride was very beautiful. The man sighed that this was God giving him another chance to live. He thanked God, thanked life, and even more thanks to his current wife, who made him come back to life.

Not long after, the woman became pregnant, and the man called incoherently to tell his parents. Every day, he worshiped the woman like a god, caring carefully and meticulously.

Finally, one summer evening, he welcomed his second son, the only one.

The man burst into tears, crying for the fact that he had his son many years later and his wife and children who died tragically many years ago. He swore that he must protect them and their mother and son and not let them suffer a little.

Maybe he had a shadow in his heart. He resigned from his position in the factory and never went to work far away. Except for the people from the village who invited him, he never left his home. Everyone who wanted to hire him for work had to be at his home. His doorstep seemed to have become a small woodworking factory. Although he took good care of his home, his income was much less than before, but he didn't care about these things at all, because with his ability, there were still many people who came here, and his home was still very rich in this village.

"Life is just like this, and it is calm. The man's children also go to school. They are very smart and smart. They study well in school. They are often praised by teachers. The man is very happy. He is happy that his son is so smart and his son is so cute.

If life can continue like this, then the story should have a beautiful ending. Perhaps one day he will slowly grow old, looking at the sons who are already doctors or lawyers, enjoying the joy of human relations."

Doro picked up the bottle in front of him and drank the remaining half of the bottle in one breath. A gurgling sound kept coming. Nighthawk watched his Adam's apple rolling continuously, and a strange feeling appeared in his heart. It was a faint desolation. Doro threw away the bottle in his hand, gasped for a while and continued to say.

"One day, a group of local gang members came to the village, and the leader was a boss in the city. He came to find a man and asked him to create a beautiful and fashionable set of furniture for himself. The man disagreed and said that he would not go out to work long ago. If he wanted to do it, he would do it here, and just drag it away if he did it.

The bald boss agreed with the man's statement and transported the wood needed to be made the next day. But the trouble followed. The bald boss fell in love with the man's wife. The man's wife looked at the powerful boss and felt that she was much better than his man. She ran away with the bald boss the day the man delivered the furniture.

The man couldn't find his wife everywhere, and he was so anxious that he was almost crazy. He stopped all his work, looked for his wife everywhere during the day, and at night he had to hide it from his son, telling him that his mother had traveled a long distance away.

After a month, the man saw his wife in a clothes shop in the city. He was very excited and ran over and hugged his wife, crying that he missed her very much. He lost her and even had no glory in his life. While crying, he wanted to pull her back.

But the woman had changed at this time. She shook the man's hand and threw herself into the arms of another man behind her.

The honest man was completely stupid because she found that her wife betrayed her, and the person she followed was the bald boss who made furniture. He looked at the current woman, full of jewels, and was completely different from the original one. His whole person had changed, becoming more beautiful and energetic than before.

He still held the last glimmer of hope and told the woman that his son was still waiting for her at home.

The woman was a little shaken. When he saw this, he reached out to pull the woman. The woman followed him two steps, but still shook his hand away.

The bald boss behind him could no longer help it. With a command, several thugs around him rushed out and beat the man hard, while the woman was watching with a smile on her side."

"The man returned home with his wounds all over his body. He coughed all over the floor as soon as he entered the door, frightened his son who was reading a book. He cried and asked his father what was wrong. The man fainted without saying a word. The boy used all his strength and dragged him to the bed with difficulty, and then scrubbed him.

When the man woke up, he looked at the ceiling with only two eyes and never said a word. The only thing he did every day was to vomit blood, and after vomiting, he burst into tears.

Because the injury was too serious, the man died on the fourth day.

At the last moment of his life, he said to his son, "Son, you are the only one left in the future. Live well. Be a good person. Don't hate your mother. That's her life." As he said that, he smiled and left this tragic world with a deep longing for his wife and children.

When a man dies, the child has no choice but to rely on. The blind date in the village helps to bury the man. The child becomes an orphan. The biggest thing every day is to talk to his father by his grave, and only pain and loneliness are with him.

After a while, the child's mother might have discovered his conscience and sent someone to pick him up.

The boy watched the man who beat his father to death wander in front of his eyes every day, and his heart was filled with hatred.

One dark night, he dreamed of his father again.

I was sitting on my father's shoulder, watching the fish swimming in the water, watching the clouds floating in the distance, suddenly, my father was gone, and I fell to the ground alone, only the lonely grave in front of me, and only the lonely self.

He woke up, it was still dark, and he was already in tears.

He went to the kitchen, picked up the knife for cooking, and slowly walked to the room of his mother and the bald man. The bald man slept like a dead pig. The two of them were shamelessly sleeping naked together, naked.

The boy thought of his father, and the hatred knife was inserted into the bald head's neck. The bald head suddenly twisted wildly. The boy did not give him any chance to resist and struggle. The hatred kitchen knife was inserted one by one until the bald head stopped moving and he did not stop.

The woman beside him screamed in horror. He looked at his child covered in blood, like a god of killing in hell, and covered his mouth in fright. In a blink of an eye, he looked at his man who was lying in a pool of blood. He cried bitterly and threw himself on his body and howled.

When the boy saw this scene, his eyes that had dimly turned sharp again, because he suddenly thought that this woman was also the murderer who killed his father. He did not hesitate and slashed at his mother with a knife. The woman finally shed a tear at the moment of death. Her hand gently slid across the child's already very cruel face, and with a sigh, she was dead. "At this point, Doro stopped.
Chapter completed!