The Reason For the Long Journey

Grateful as she was, the affection of the past had already become history. Old affairs should not be brought up, and they owed each other nothing. However, now she owed Frank a life. How could she repay him? How? Lucille stopped and turned around to look at the little cabin at the end of the peach grove. Due to the distance, the cabin was somewhat blurry in her sight. There was a figure in the window watching her from afar. Even from hundreds of meters away, Lucille could feel his hot, scorching gaze as if his soul was the last flame of life. Once the flame was extinguished, that person... would rest eternally. Lucille's nose tingled, and tears uncontrollably fell from her eyes. Then, Lucille turned around. Under the gaze of the distant figure, she walked away without hesitation. At the end of the peach grove, after Lucille had gone, the figure in the cabin coughed, spitting out a mouthful of fresh blood. Frank peacefully laid back onto the small bed. With a content smile on his face,