He shot the woman, and blood gushed from her forehead.He paused for a few seconds, confirming her death.So he turned and left.Suddenly, the carpet behind him made a rustling sound.He gripped the gun tightly, turned around immediately, and he saw her. The little girl, about 4 years old, was wearing a light jujube-colored little dress, revealing her fresh and tender arms like a section of lotus root.Following the example of a goose, she awkwardly walked out of a room inside, still giggling.Wearing her mother's red shoes on her feet, she seemed to be walking leisurely on the quiet sea in two small boats.She didn't seem to have the slightest fear of gunshots,

Didn't even look up.She is the kind of child who is particularly addicted to playing by herself, and she knows how to create happiness for herself. She came out and faced the man.Between them lay a corpse.The head was still bleeding, but the temperature of the skin dropped rapidly.She should have seen the woman on the ground, and saw that she was like a discarded match, annihilating the last ray of light.But this girl is not like an ordinary child at all, watching in horror, screaming, or running over, hugging her mother who fell to the ground and crying bitterly.She should have seen it, including the man and his smoking gun, but she was still doing her own thing, stepping on shoes as big as a ship, hunching forward exaggeratedly.Every step she took was unsteady and she would fall almost immediately.She enjoyed the exciting activity and still giggled.

Seeing him looking at her, the girl turned around and walked towards him with a smile.She laughed so heartlessly, she just dragged her shoes and swayed forward like a penguin.He saw her face clearly.She resembles the dead woman.Both have long, big eyes and high foreheads.But she was still young, with a round apple face, light eyebrows, and limp hair sticking to her face.Her skirt was very old, and her chest was covered with white stains such as milk powder and porridge, and there were ragged threads in the place where it was worn because of a fall. It could be seen that this mother did not take care of her properly.However, she didn't seem to mind these things, and there was no grievance on her face that the little girl showed because of her loneliness.She smiled so heartily, and walked towards him, she walked up to her mother who was lying in a pool of blood, just stretched out one foot, straddled it hard, and jumped over.It seemed that what was on the ground was not her mother, but a stone blocking the way.

When he saw her stepping over her mother, he suddenly felt very uncomfortable.As a killer, he had seen countless bloody scenes, but he felt that there was nothing more cruel than this scene: the ignorant girl stepped over her mother.He couldn't watch anymore, the girl was still walking towards him, smiling like a bright little flower, an ignorant little flower who didn't know anything about the storm.He sighed, his hands trembled, and he shot the girl in the stomach.The girl was thumping and walking in her big shoes. She was still for a few seconds after the gunshot, and then fell back on the ground.The two shoes flew away from the feet, like a bird suddenly frightened, and rushed into the sky.

When the two shoes fell off, they hit the girl heavily.The girl's belly kept bleeding, and the blood quickly soaked the shoes, and the red shoes became lively and lively. He breathed a sigh of relief, this matter is finally over.Then turn around and leave.