Evil always comes from courage

Alice Letasha looked around briefly, and her eyes quickly fell on Mrs. Jepson Marissa.

This poor mother, she was still there, pitifully, desperately hugging her daughter, her eyes were dull and empty, and all the light had been lost in her eyes.

The tears on her face were not obvious in the dim light, but they were extremely dazzling in Alice Letasha's eyes, making people unable to look away for a moment.

Reporter Luolina was confused:

"What are you looking at?"

Alice Letasha didn't answer, she just ignored the broken and scattered flesh and blood, and walked step by step towards Mrs. Jepson Marissa, all the way to the stage.

Reporter Lorena scanned all directions, and the tragedy was so real It’s hard to explain in a word, but people seem to be numb by the impact of suffering, fighting on their own, waiting for the salvation of others.

She felt that this was not good, and wanted to pull Alice Letasha and advise:

"Let's get out of here. How can we help?"

Alice Letasha remained silent, but quickened her pace.

Reporter Lorena hurriedly caught up:

"Where are you going, wait for me."

Alice Litasha didn't stop until she reached Mrs. Jepson Marissa. She squatted down and brushed away the gauze that covered Jepson Lorena.

She was too far away before and couldn't See Lorena's beauty up close. Her hair is like the waves of the sea, her color is as golden as the sun, her lips are like the petals of a red rose, and she has skin as white as suet and deep eyebrows.

She looks like a forest. The lost elf exudes the fragrance of flowers, has a clear singing voice, and a moving figure. Even death cannot take away her beauty.

"She is beautiful."

Alice Letasha's voice was soft, like a whisper in the wind, falling on Mrs. Jepson Marissa's ears.

"I know."

Alice Letasha was a little intoxicated and spoke again:

"She is like an angel, and her smile is like the radiance of the sun."

Mrs. Jepson Marissa's voice was filled with anger:

"What do you want to say?"

Alice Letasha stretched out her hand and gently brushed away the tears on Mrs. Jepson Marissa's cheek, grabbed her hands that were stubbornly refusing to put down her daughter's blood-soaked hands, and looked at her:

"Let her go lady, as she sang on stage, she was released from her pain, she was free."

Her voice was soft and her eyes were sincere, full of regret and pleading.

Seeing that Mrs. Jepson Marisa was stunned and silent, Alice Letasha slowly took her hand and gave her a kiss carefully. Said softly:

"She loves you deeply and is willing to swear on her life to promise me that you will not do what I want."

Mrs. Jepson Marissa looked at the person in front of her. The blond hair was so dazzling, as if her daughter was alive again. What a handsome face. Her daughter was once so small, with eyes full of tenderness and soft calls. Her mother,

Jepson Marissa, reached out and touched Alice Letasha's cheek. She understood that her daughter had passed away. Alice Letasha's cheeks were slightly red, showing the color of life. , the temperature also came from the fingertips, like a blazing flame, once again ignited Mrs. Jepson Marisa's dry and extinguished heart.

In an instant, Mrs. Jepson Marisa burst into tears and pulled her into In my arms, I cried out in despair

"My lark, my beloved, no, I love her, my daughter!"

Mrs. Jepson Marissa's hair is as black as the night. Like her daughter, her face has aged, but it is still so beautiful that it makes people lose their minds. Alice Letasha also reached out and hugged her tightly. The person in the middle patted her back gently, hoping to be able to comfort them a little.

Reporter Lorena didn't want to disturb them, so she had to stand helpless in the distance. She felt that following Alice Letasha was a mistake. It's terrible here.

I don't know how long it took, but Mrs. Jepson Marissa finally cried her tears. She gently pushed Alice Letasha away, with eyes as red as black gems, and asked softly;

"Who are you?"

Alice Letasha gently wiped the tears of Mrs. Jepson Marisa over and over again, trying to wipe away her pain, but her hands stained with blood could not be wiped clean. the bloodstains she left

"A helpless, mediocre person."

Alice. Letasha's voice was choked with sobs. She was also very sad. The world lost a dazzling sun. She was ruthlessly taken away by death, leaving behind this sad and somewhat eclipsed old moon..

Mrs. Jepson Marissa forced a smile, she grabbed Alice Letasha's hand, shook her head gently, indicating that she no longer needed to wipe it.

"Thank you for your comfort, I am taking my daughter out of here, this is not the right place for her, I want to take her somewhere else."

Alice Letasha nodded, she pulled up Mrs. Jepson Marissa, and the two of them stood up together.

"Maybe we can help you carry her out of here, but you'll have to figure out the rest of the journey yourself."

Mrs. Jepson Marissa gently stroked Alice Letasha's silky hair and said softly;

"Thank you, that's enough."

Alice Ritasha greeted reporter Lorena, and the three of them carried Jepson Lorena's body out together. Then the two of them said goodbye to Mrs. Jepson Marissa.

Back at the venue, reporter Lorena couldn't help but be curious. inquiry;

"who is she?"

Alice Letasha shook her head and just said;

"A poor mother."

Reporter Lorena saw Alice Letasha's abnormal appearance and wondered if they had recognized her before, so she hesitated to ask;

"Are we really not going to follow?"

Alice Letasha still shook her head;

"No, she should be alone."