After being in a daze for a long time, she came to her senses, slowly looking at his leg: "What about you, what happened to your leg?"
Ricky followed her gaze, touched his crippled leg, and said in a nonchalant tone, "It's just a gunshot wound, don't worry."
Upon hearing the word gunshot, Alla thought of a love suicide and her face was full of self-blame: "Did you... in front of my tombstone..."
Ricky shook his head, denying it: "No, it has nothing to do with you, don't blame yourself."
But Alla refused to believe him, furrowing her beautiful eyebrows and saying to him: "Ricky, we've known each other for so many years, is there anything you can't tell me?"
They were each other's first love and had been family for many years. Their affection was so deep that even the passage of time could not erase it.
Ricky looked at her, silent for a long time, and finally slowly said: "That day, I planned to follow you in death, but Casiano stopped me..."
