Segmentation

Everyone's bottom line is a bargaining chip that cannot be looked over. Once touched, it will immediately disintegrate. She said that memories are very long, as long as the second we died. The person we love most lives in the memories of others, but what about her? (The moment the gun clicked on the engine board, all the blood had solidified, and the father who had always doted on her lay straight on the ground, blood overflowing... He was panting, taking big mouthfuls, as if trying to suck in more air, and finally died with his eyes wide open, until he pushed her to the edge of collapse.)