With You For the Rest of My Life

"I go back to visit my mother on the anniversary of her death." Suddenly, Jim said bitterly, "she was buried in a low tomb in the countryside where my grandmother lived. I always bring some food with me, chat with her, cut the grass for her, and clean up the tombstone. "

Jim didn't know why he said this to Rose, but he had kept these memories of the past in his heart for too long. He needed an outlet for all his emotions.

For so many years, he had never told anyone about his background.

He thought, maybe it was because of the effect of alcohol that he could desperately open the scar in the bottom of his heart.

Or maybe he wanted to tell her everything because she looked so much like the person in his memory.

"I went to see my mother today. I went to her tomb with my grandmother. My grandmother is over 90 years old with gray hair. She has cried for a long time in front of my mother's tomb. " With a bitter smile, he continued, "my grandmother is a strong lady. but no matter how strong she is, she can't bear the pain of losing her young daughter. She told me that I need to revenge for my mother. But Rose, I'm more than 30 years old now and I still can't make it. I hate myself. "

Jim poured the liquor and drank it up in one breath.

"Don't drink too much." Rose couldn't bear it and tried to grab the glass, but in vain.

"Let me finish it. You don't know how painful I am today!" Jim took another sip of liquor and looked at her with a gentle smile, but his eyes seemed to be filled with tears.

He was much stronger than her.

But Rose felt that Jim was as fragile as a child.

She knew the pain of losing one's family better than he did.

But it was his father who killed her parents. How ridiculous it was.

She even felt sorry for him here.

Rose lowered her hand and clenched her fists, trying to control her emotions.

"My mother passed away when I was still at school. She was killed in a car accident for no reason." Jim said with his eyes covered with a layer of haze, "There were too many suspicious clues of her accident! But no one wanted to investigate, no one dared to investigate, because they are all murderers, all of them!"

Suddenly, Jim became emotional as if he was drunk and threw the glass far away.

wall and fell to

waiter outside heard the noise and hurried

it and bring a new cup in." Rose took out a piece of tissue, pursed her lips and wiped the tears from

that she had seen this man

mysterious, but he had never shed

could such a man from a rich family

wrist. He opened his eyes, looked at

He called her

was sure that Jim

you. It's all my fault. Sorry, sorry... " Suddenly, Jim muttered to himself in a low voice and then

"Mom, I miss you so much. I

missed a beat when she heard Jim's words. She turned to look at the recording pen lying quietly in her bag.

wrist,

mother have anything to do with Sun? Is that the reason why

forgive me, forgive me..." Jim

I won't blame you. Have a sleep." Rose put Jim's body down steadily and patted his back gently with

on the sofa, lying in

posture that indicating one lacks the sense

hands and stood up. She stared at his sleeping face for a long

pressed the switch to end the recording, and raised her voice to call the waiter who was

out a

a close relationship with Jim, he didn't dare to neglect and helped Rose to

driver's seat. She looked at the beautiful sleeping face and then at the recorder in her hand.

a while, she started the car.

unrestrained person. He bought an independent villa in the most

took out the key to the villa from Jim's pocket, opened the door, helped him out of the car,

Rose like "throwing". He groaned uncomfortably, opened his eyes and looked at Rose in

recognized her.

drove you home." Rose