The unspoken story.

I’ve been in love with my younger brother for over a decade and tied me up to Myanmar.

He asked me to give him a baby, my stomach was sulking, and he gave him a pair, and he promised to send me home.

I did return home, but I was arrested again.

One.

Mayan North.

I look at these two adorable babies.

They’re my kids.

There is no denying that the look of the terminus is impeccable.

It’s not as wrinkled as the web video says.

On the contrary, I can even see from it the shadow of the terminus.

A boy looks like a timer, a girl looks like me.

A month ago, I gave birth to these twins.

The next day, the sarcophagus promised me a month later.

But he didn’t tell me to stay one day.

So yesterday I was at home, and today I was brought back to Myanmar.

Two.

A year ago.

“This chick is a great girl from the big city. I’m sorry.

Brother Tiger, why don’t we play first? I’m sorry.

A few men showed their dirty smile unacknowledgedly.

“Li Jun, are you tickling? Don’t you remember what the boss did to Li? I’m sorry.

The man who had previously been proposed screeched as if he had been strangled by a viper.

The others also lost their voices.

It was as if something terrible had come to mind.

“I didn’t say that the boss was too tough, that people were dead and thrown into the wolves, that you didn’t see, that the bones were eaten away…” And there was a man whispering, but there was panic in his words.

“Come on, “the man who called Tiger suddenly made a sound and interrupted another man. “This woman is the boss’s eyes. If the boss didn’t see it, he wouldn’t have saved you! I’m sorry.

3

My hands were tied behind my back and I looked at the men.

The drive-by truck swayed and all but the driver was in the trunk.

Six vicious men grabbed me a woman.

It’s really flattering.

As to why I was tied up here, I met an old grandmother on my way to the library and took her to dinner out of kindness, but there was no consciousness behind.

The last second before I was in a coma, it was as if I had seen the old man who had a nice, sweet second before, and the next second became the devil.

I woke up in the car.

I didn’t realize how serious it was.

My phone was taken, and I had no possibility of calling for help.

But they have to take me off the truck, right? I’ll find a way to call the police.

After all, can you sell me in a truck?

It turns out I’m a big mouth.

I was kidnapped to the north of Myanmar and I didn’t see anything but six of them.

4

I’ve only been awake for a moment, and then I’m in a coma again.

When I wake up again, in a little attic.

I’m looking at a room made of wood, but it’s not that simple, but it’s all there is.

Are you awake?

A woman came up and I saw that she was the old grandmother who asked me for help.

“No offense, Miss. I’m doing what I’m told. I can’t help it. It’s the boss who told me to do it.

The woman whispered and I looked.

I’m rapidly analyzing the environment.

People go to a place completely unknown, where the first reaction to subconsciousness is to protect themselves.

I think I know my current situation, which should be safe for the time being.

I’m not just a college student, I’m a graduate, and I’m going to continue studying for World War II.

I urgently need to know everything about it.

“What is this place?” I’m sorry.

I sat on the bed and asked the questions without an expression.

The pediatrics have a lot of power. I’m trying to get my breath back.

5

“Miss, this is Myanmar North. I’m sorry.

The women are afraid to look at me.

I realized she was afraid of me.

To be precise, I’m afraid of the people behind me, their boss.

Thinking about what the men and the woman said, their boss liked me?

Tie me up as a wife?

I can’t accept this possibility. It’s ridiculous.

From the interior to the north, to steal me as a wife?

I think that’s possible.

I know I look good, but that’s a big deal.

“What are you doing here?”

“The boss told me to take care of you. I’m sorry.

“What can I take care of? I’m sorry.

“The boss’s afraid that you want to go home, let me stay with you. I’m sorry.

Sister, I can’t even think about my home.

“When can I go back?” I’m sorry.

And the woman looked up at me, and she said, “This is the boss’s decision, I don’t know.” I’m sorry.

I looked at the corner, and I didn’t know what to think.

The woman couldn’t bear to see me so quiet. “Miss, listen to the boss. He won’t hurt you. It’s a metaphor that the boss is just mean to others and still takes care of himself. I’m sorry.

I’m laughing. I’ve never seen a boss before. Where do I come from?

Six.

“Get out of here. I’m sorry.

I need a place where nobody thinks about coping strategies, and she’s in my way.

That’s all I can do.

“The boss told me to look at you. I’m sorry.

I was staring at her naked: “He let you spy on me?” I’m sorry.

Don’t dare. “The women are bowing their heads, but before me, they behaved in vain.

Why didn’t you do that to me?

“Where is he now? I’m sorry.

“The boss hears you’re here. You’re on your way back now. I’m sorry.

I don’t want to talk anymore. I can’t get any useful information from this woman.

I went back to bed to rest, hoping to recover my strength as soon as possible.

“Sleep for a while, and you’ll see the boss when you wake up.

I’m blind.

I have nothing to say about what happened to me today.

7

It’s possible that the drugs worked, and I’m in a coma again, and it’s dark again.

When you get to a totally strange place, maybe you don’t feel terror and fear during the day.

But when I woke up at night and the great panic and unease struck me, I was about to collapse.

I looked at the warm yellow light on top of my head.

This little light at this time, as if it were the light in my heart, meant that I had a weak chance to escape.

Suddenly I found someone sitting next to me, and I was creepy.

I got out of bed, and I screamed, “Aah! I’m sorry.

“Shut up!” I’m sorry.

I’m not afraid of him.

But I finally see who he is.

I know him.

Not only do you know him, but you know him well.

What are you doing here?

I have been in love with young women for more than a decade.

“You’re the boss of the woman’s body? I’m sorry.

Until then, it seemed as if I had truly felt and accepted the reality of my presence in the north.

And the appearance of the Time has caused me a great panic.

Totosawa knows me very well, which means I have very little chance of escape.

Because I’m almost invisible in front of him.

8

The University of Fashion is a major in psychology, and his IQ is terrible, and in his first year he was called to teach graduate students.

I can’t accept that.

Worse still, now I feel like I have no hope of escape.

I tried to calm down, “What’s going on? Why did you tie me up here? I’m sorry.

I was staring at his eyes and trying to find out from his eyes what we had left.

I have a little bit of luck in my heart, and maybe he’ll let me go.

But I was disappointed.

As if the time had changed, and he was not gentle.

In college, the sunshine boy didn’t know when he was becoming the horror of the present.

His eyes were staring at me like a snake. I couldn’t move my body.

If he likes me, why do I have to be tied up to Myanmar? That makes me incomprehensible.

It doesn’t make any sense.

My head is in a state of disarray, my head is under great stress and my fear is endless.

And it was not until then that the man opened his face again: “I am not a timer. I’m sorry.

9

What the hell is going on?

If this man isn’t Toshizawa, then why does he look so like Tokizawa?

It’s completely a migraine.

And again, I took a closer look at him, and the man was more mature and tougher than the man who spoke.

And the parable We know is the sun, and He is gentle and confident.

It is true that this man is not a metaphor, because yesterday I met him. Who knows that I was tied up to Myanmar North today.

I met a man who looked exactly like him.

“I’m his brother. I’m sorry.

I said, “What?”

I spent more than a decade with Toshizawa and never heard of a twin brother.

I went to his house, met his parents, and they never mentioned it.

I’ve been thinking about something and there’s some speculation in my mind.

“What are you doing with me? I’m sorry.

“Give me a child. I’m sorry.

He looked at me. He was so serious.

And my reaction is:

Brother, what’s wrong with you?

I just collapsed.

What a psycho!

10

The man suddenly got angry and he ran up and pulled my hair back and forced me to raise my head.

I had a headache and I didn’t realize his horror until now.

His eyes were sharp, he bit his teeth, and he swallowed me alive: “Fry, don’t be a bitch!” You just listen to me and do what I tell you. I promise I won’t lose you. But if you don’t listen, don’t blame me for not being nice to you! Do you understand me?”

He knows my name!

But at this point, my scalp was sore, I couldn’t think, I frowned.

This man, he’s really tough!

The man finally let go.

My hands hold my head and my deep-seated tear makes my pain unbearable.

The biological tears are unstoppable.

I finally understood that I was dealing with a demon.

Even if he looked like Tokizawa, he would not be him.

It can’t be.

Eleven.

I felt him close.

Look, he’s making me chill.

I looked up at him and thought of what he just said: “Go away! I’m sorry.

“Aah!”

He grabbed my jaw so hard that he could crush it.

I was forced to hush and stare at him in a panic.

I realized what he was going to do.

“Please don’t, I don’t want to.” I’m crying and I can’t help but beg him.

He’s a real devil.

He choked his chin and got blood in his mouth.

He’s getting closer to me, and I’m losing my mind. There’s no escape.

Moreover, all I had to do was move a little bit, and the place where he choked on both sides of my cheeks hurt, and I was forced to remain still.

“Brother, let me go…” I cried helplessly.

Don’t call me brother! “The men suddenly got angry and increased their strength.

“Uh…”

I’m getting blood in my mouth.

I expect a swelling tomorrow.

“Call me Timeline. I’m sorry.

“Staff time time time time time time time time you let go I”

The man finally showed satisfaction: “Baby, that’s good…”

I closed my eyes helplessly and let him kiss my lips.

12

“Baby, you smell good…”

I had a cold and my tears fell.

All of a sudden, the abdominal pain was heartbreaking.

I just remembered that today is my period.

I’ve always had severe pains, and the monthly physiology period is essential.

The sarcasm movement has passed to my neck.

I’m more and more afraid of, “My stomach hurts…”

Cold sweat slips, I close my eyes and my lips tremble.

I’m even more helpless when I feel the metaphor.

He doesn’t mean Tokizawa. Why does he care about me?

What’s wrong with the period?

As long as he wants, whether you’re a physiology period or not.

Jane Leung, this is Myanmar North.

And the man before you is a terminus.

13

Inevitably, I remember the metaphoric time.

That’s right, right at the time.

And Totozawa is the one I have fallen in love with for more than a decade.

Remember when they first moved in near my house and invited me to dinner.

That was the first time I saw him.

Ten-year-old Fashion, in a casual sports dress.

The sun was pouring, and he turned his head at me, and his eyebrow was a handsome face that couldn’t hide.

He bowed his head to his watch, which was a very common style.

I think this watch must be important to him.

The term “time” is as if it were a young man who had shown maturity at a young age.

He seems to understand my thoughts and slaps my head with warm hands: “This is a gift from my brother.” I’m sorry.

My eyes understand and are simple: “Is it a brother older than my brother?” I’m sorry.

“Hmm. I’m sorry.

It was as if he was in deep contemporism, and I knew how to look and looked away.

That’s the first and the last time Tokizawa spoke of his brother.

I never met his brother, and I didn’t take that conversation seriously, but it was a rare impression.

I didn’t think I’d seen this brother this way for over a decade.

And at the same time, he knows all about me.

14

A timer. He is not a timer.

Never.

I only think it’s ridiculous to look at this man who looks exactly the same.

The parables do not love me, and he only treats me like a sister.

I’ve had so many fantasies about the kisses and hugs.

But even if it’s the same face as it is, I find myself unable to accept it.

I cried silently.

The endless pain in the abdominal reminds me that the brother is not the brother.

It’s useless.

I really fell into the devil’s hands.

His hands gradually went down, and I shivered, and I could only express myself in silence.

Pray he can stop moving.

But he didn’t.

I looked at the warm yellow lights on the roof and my eyes were falling apart.

Warm light…

Why isn’t it warm?

15

I had no unexpected fever.

Although medical conditions in the north of the country are not good, I was given the best local doctor, but I burned it all night.

The doctor is a female doctor and there seems to be some good people in places like North Myanmar.

I can see that my heart hurts in the eyes of a female doctor, but I can’t understand what she says in her mouth.

The woman doctor and woman say something, and from time to time, in my opinion, the fear and dissatisfaction that I see are passed over.

I think she should worry about my body.

And as for discontent, it should be displeasure.

The woman came to me and said, “Miss Jane, don’t be angry, it’s not human, but it’s true that the boss is good for you, and I’ve never seen him so anxious for a man, and I’ve found you a doctor myself.”

I broke her in cold and cold: “I don’t care if I have a period for my own good.” I’m sorry.

I can’t talk to women.

I thought, forget it.

What really is wrong is the terminus.

“Please ask the doctor for a pill. Thank you. I’m sorry.

The woman said euphemism, “It means that before the boss leaves, he won’t let you take your medicine, or he’ll kill the doctor.”

“Don’t you want me to take the pill or not? I’m sorry.

I’ve seen the answer in women’s eyes.

I laughed, “What does it matter to me that she dies? I’m sorry.

The woman seemed scared by my cold-blooded words.

But I didn’t force the female doctor to bring me the medicine.

Don’t eat it.

The physiology period should not be pregnant.

16

Evening.

The terminus is back.

He’s got blood on him.

“Are you feeling better? “It’s just like yesterday.

I look at this familiar and strange face.

I fear him, and I fear him.

“Will you explain it to me? I’m sorry.

As if he had seen the end of Our eyes.

“What do you want to hear? I’m sorry.

“You’re the brother of Tokizawa. Then why have I never seen you? I’m sorry.

‘Cause they sold me, sold me to Myanmar. * He spread his hand and laughed at the words that shocked me *

I looked at him and looked at him with questions and shock.

Today’s metaphor seems to be very patient, and he slowly tells his story…

“Seven years ago, I was seven years old, guilty of being loyal and kidnapped. They beat me, scolded me and locked me up in a house full of rats. Their only demand was for him to hand over his business secrets, and he simply ignored me for money. I’m sorry.

“He called the police secretly and didn’t even fear that they would tear me up. He pissed each other off. They smuggled me out of the country early in the morning and threw me alone in Mayan North.”

To be loyal is to his father.

17

I looked at him, “What does this have to do with you kidnapping me?” I’m sorry.

My words felt his backside.

“How can this be called kidnapping of you, baby?” I love you so much…”

Do you love me like this?

Oh, what a lunatic!

I closed my eyes: “Why did you drag me into this? I’m sorry.

“For the sake of Time, they did not hesitate to abandon me because of the presence of Time. And I will torment them, but only to torture the time of the parable, and to torture the time of the parable and to torment you. I’m sorry.

It’s like a time to look at me.

“Well, I really let you down. You don’t like me at all! I’m sorry.

And I was in trouble, and if I had persuaded the timer, who did not like me, he would have let me go.

But what he said next, he knocked me into the abyss.

“Of course, it’s not just a metaphor for time, but I really like you after all…”

18

This evening, the metaphoric time is back.

He doesn’t care if I have a physiology period or not.

He only wants to satisfy his desires.

He’s not human at all.

Or, by the way, it’s only for the purpose of “pregnant me.”

But he doesn’t know how I got pregnant, right?

And the night is dark, and the term is long asleep.

But I can’t sleep. I’ve been so calm since I was kidnapped.

Maybe I’m in my nature. I always knew I was a cold-blooded man.

Because nobody loves me.

Nobody’s really nice to me except for the metaphor of the time.

But he’s got a girlfriend. He’s not good for me.

I can only love myself.

He’s a very contradictory man.

It’s strange to say that I feel as if the terminus is soft to me.

Although the way is strange.

But I still hate it.

I hate it infinity.

I was staring at his sleeping side face.

Look at the gun he put on the table again.

A plan rises in my heart…

19

From that day on, I deliberately slowly changed my attitude towards the metaphoric timeline.

I’ve become less ostracized to him.

I’m gonna fry him with an egg sometimes.

It’s dry, but he looks like he’s having fun.

I’m not afraid I poisoned him.

It’s as if the cylindricals slowly dropped their guard against me.

For a while I was even numb to this life.

Because I really don’t seem to see the end.

Until…

“Jenley, give me a baby and I’ll let you go home. I’m sorry.

It’s been a long time since I’ve had hope.

And then there was joy and excitement: “Really? I’m sorry.

“Really. I’m sorry.

That was the first time I had truly smiled before him.

I guess I could’ve seen it, but I couldn’t take it anymore.

I’m really happy.

I can go home.

I could really go back.

It’s not very warm, but it’s my home.

20

From that day on, it seemed as if I had really dropped my guard.

I don’t know why. I don’t want to think too much.

Maybe he told me to come home, and I think it means he’s nice to me.

I started to haunt him and take me to do things I’m interested in, for example, learning how to shoot.

He’ll stand behind me as he holds me from behind.

When he talks, he breathes on my cheeks, and it blows.

I found that the terminus was really gentle to me.

It’s like, when I first got here, I was a fake.

At that time, he beat me hard during my period, strangled me in the face, bled me out…

But better yet, he’s been taking care of my period.

I think I forgive him again, even though he didn’t apologize to me.

But I feel like I’m sorry again.

I thought to myself that he had been in this cold-blooded land for a long time, and that there was no man in it.

Except me.

And I did not threaten him, even if I could say it was his family.

Why is he being gentle with me?

And then the parable that followed, it never killed me, even more than it was for me.

I think he really loves me.

The man who kidnapped me to the north of Myanmar is the only one I can be sure of.

I think of my family all of a sudden.

It’s been three months since I arrived in Myanmar.

Where’s Tokizawa?

Is he married?

21

This evening, the sarcasm came back with a full of wine.

I don’t live here anymore.

It’s a little house. It’s for me.

He said this is his place and he’ll give me whatever I want.

He says I let him kill whoever he kills.

I said, kill you?

He laughed and said no.

After that day, he hid his gun.

The other day, I said I wasn’t feeling well in the attic.

So the sarcasm bought me this villa the next day.

I know he’s rich and I don’t care about him.

I know I don’t smell smoke or drink, so he rarely smokes or drinks in front of me.

“Jenley, I’m sorry I drank. I’m sorry.

He smiled at me and apologized.

Almost a metre tall, handsome eyebrows, cheeks and a little red.

He really looks like a college graduate at this time.

I’ve been thinking, “What’s he going through?”

We comforted him with kindness: “It’s okay. I’m sorry.

And We touched his soft, dark hair, and he sat on the bed and let me touch it, and was a good boy.

I never asked him what business he did, and he never said.

It was as if he was gentle enough to protect me in the ivory towers and try not to show me the darkness of society.

But my heart was cold when I was little.

I think that the terminus is really nice to me.

He’s sitting, I’m standing.

He held my waist gently and buried his head in my arms.

“Honey, give me a baby, okay? I’m sorry.

I suddenly felt he was so vulnerable.

I remember the term “temporal” and it was never soft.

He shouldn’t be vulnerable.

I think I hurt him.

So I said, “Okay. I’m sorry.

22

It’s been a long time. I don’t want my family to come to me.

Maybe they never called me.

I suddenly feel like I’m fine too.

He protects me softly when I speak, and he gives me whatever I want.

He won’t break his promise to me.

How long has it been?

When I was a kid, my dad told me to buy me a velvet toy the next day.

Mom said when I grew up, I’d get my money back, but no.

She seems to have been eager to have a son…

I know. I always knew she didn’t like her daughter.

Not at all.

As for the metaphor, he said he only treated me like a sister.

Nor should I have fantasizes, nor should I lie to myself.

It’s like the man who really did it to me.

But he wasn’t nice to me before. What should I do?

23

I found out I was pregnant.

I see greasy things and I throw up, and at the same time my chest hurts.

I’m starting to want something sour and sometimes hot.

I checked my phone and found myself pregnant.

Don’t ask me why I didn’t call the police since I had a phone.

I’m just saying, are you guys saying that the time is stupid?

He never stopped watching me.

I’m afraid to call the police.

I’m calling the police and I’m telling you, it’s not gonna hurt me, but he’ll hurt my family.

That’s what he told me.

They’re not good for me, but I don’t want them to get hurt.

The women still take care of me.

She’s very careful to find me strange.

“Ma’am, your period has been delayed.

The woman looked at me with excitement, and I knew that she was also a few who really treated me.

I smiled softly: “Yes, Grandma Wang, but don’t tell the boss until he comes back at night.” I’m sorry.

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“Son, it’s not easy to say that the boss is alone, I can see it. He really loves you, don’t hate him. I’m sorry.

Grandma Wong holds my hand. She really looks like my grandmother.

I smiled and noded.

When she left, I gently touched her stomach.

I’m pregnant, but I don’t seem to want to go home.

That’s weird.

That night, I was waiting to come back.

But he didn’t even have a shadow that night.

24

Madam! Madam!

I woke up with a rush knock.

Look down, I fell asleep on the couch.

I opened the door, “What’s wrong? I’m sorry.

And the woman pulled me up, and I ran: “Ma’am, this place is no longer safe. Get in the car. They will take you to a safe place.” I’m sorry.

I consciously followed the woman, “What about the terminus?” I’m sorry.

“The boss is wounded. He’s waiting for you there. I’m sorry.

For a moment, I didn’t have time to ask. I was stuck in the car by a woman.

She “bang” closed the door.

But she didn’t get in.

I opened the door, and I tried to pull her up. I’m sorry.

“No, “the woman shakes her head, and I see the determination in her eyes, and she closes the door again, and she says, “Mrs., let’s go. I’m going to watch for the boss.”

What else can I say? The driver’s already driving.

I yelled, “Grandma Wang is not up yet! Stop! Stop!”

I shot him on the back of his chair helplessly, with my hands in the red, and the driver still didn’t stop.

I looked back, and the woman was getting farther away from me, becoming a little…

And that’s when I remembered that the driver was a Tamil and he didn’t understand Mandarin.

Bang! “A shot in the back, and my subconscious whispered.

It’s a real battleground.

I can’t look back, I’m afraid I’ll see the woman’s body…

At the same time, the gunfire appeared to have opened the fighting switch and to have broken out a direct and inordinate exchange.

Drivers are also speeding up.

I saw the cold sweat on his forehead.

At this point, all I’m thinking about is the stylist.

I look down to the still flat belly, where are you? Are you alive?

I wanted to tell you I was pregnant.

25

The Land Cruiser was rushing towards the outskirts of the country for some time.

At that time, the genius was blindfolded, and I saw the army stationed far away, and my heart stopped for a moment.

I don’t know if that’s the force of the term, but if it is, it’s lucky; if it isn’t, I’m afraid I’ll be dead soon.

Fortunately, I’ve recognized the metaphors at once.

He stood right in front of him, as if he were a “kim” stone.

I’m surprised by my own thoughts, I can’t help but feel like he’s a big hideout.

The cold drop of liquid fell on my hands and I realized that I was already crying.

The car stopped, I was in a stiff, helpless tremors and had to watch him cry silently through the window.

I looked at the parables and quickly came to me, and I saw the panic and pain in his eyes.

The mood of the time is finally breaking out and I can’t stop crying.

“I’m here.” I’m sorry.

He’s depressed and he’s nervous as if I was the treasure of the world.

He’s afraid of losing me, careful.

Great.

Someone loves me.

This feels really good.

26

He took me carefully into the new villa.

We didn’t go upstairs and he took me into the basement.

The basement is not the basement I imagined.

It’s no different from upstairs.

The only difference is that it’s damp here.

I sensed an unprecedented danger in this tense atmosphere, and I held him tight.

He laid me on a bed, and held his neck with his hand.

“Baby,” he kissed me in the face, “Let go first. I’m sorry.

I did not listen this time, but wept in his ear.

I sensed that the cylindrical body was tight for a moment, and he sighs: “I’m sorry. I’m sorry.

I cried, “Will you die?”

“I … won’t. You’re still here, I’m not gonna die. I’m sorry.

We brought his hand to my flat belly, “I’m pregnant.” So you can’t die. There’s no father for your dead child. I’m sorry.

He stayed for a moment, and this is the first time I’ve seen such a look on my sarcasm face.

His hands were stiff, and he hit me in the back.

I saw his eyes red.

“Thank you. I’m sorry.

I have accepted this sincere thanks.

He buried his head in my neck and I felt cold and wet.

27

The terminus is gone.

Just leave me in the basement.

There’s no one with me and the women are gone.

He left me a gun when he left.

I think that’s the way it used to be.

Perhaps he would also like to have a close relative and to leave his mark in this ruthless world.

I want to.

I’m like a timer.

Suddenly, a slight sound caught my attention.

I’m nervous.

Someone’s pulling the lock!

Who is it?

I grabbed the gun and slowly walked to the door.

The door was opened, and I heard a familiar voice before I could move. I’m sorry.

I was surprised to see the people in front of me, and I couldn’t help but notice, “You I thought you were dead.”

“Madam, sit down. Take it easy. I’m fine. I practiced guns. I’m not usually hurt. I’m sorry.

This strong, childish old lady touched me and I couldn’t help but laugh.

It doesn’t seem sad again.

I smiled with tears on my face: “How was your shot? I’m sorry.

As soon as I saw her in her youth, she must have been a cool girl. I’m sorry.

“Then you’ll teach me how to shoot later, and you don’t teach me anything serious. I’m sorry.

“All right, I’ll teach you how to fight.” The woman couldn’t help but wake up with her eyes. She looked at my belly, and she said, “Blessed, there must be a blessing.”

28

It’s been seven days since the terminus came back.

I only heard from Grandma Wang that in about a week he’ll be back.

“Ma’am, this place is not safe either. We have to be ready to leave anytime. I’m sorry.

I had a tight moment, “Okay. I’m sorry.

“Our position did not have this place at first, which means that the boss was particularly eager to prepare after you had arrived. Son, he knows you don’t like it.

Granny Wang stopped in time, and what she wanted to say was self-evident.

I know, Grandma Wong’s heart, she always knew I had a heart.

I laughed, and I slapped her hand: “I know. I’m sorry.

“You don’t know, the timer is also a bitter child…”

This evening I learned from Wang’s grandmother a brand-new term I don’t know.

In that year, when he was under 10 years old, he was sold to this place in Myanmar, where he was killed, and when they saw him as Chinese, they tried to bully him, and at first, he didn’t resist, mainly because he was too young to resist.

Then those who oppressed him did not stop because of his good deeds, but increased.

At the age of 19, they locked him up in an abandoned warehouse and threw a lot of poison rats in it.

After that, no one knew how the timedium escaped, except that he had been told that he had been carrying a knife and had killed a toxic rat in a warehouse.

They also stole their guns and bombs, and he blew them all up while they were asleep.

After their deaths, he cut off the feet of all of them, broke their wristbands and placed many poison rats on their bodies. Since then, everyone has feared him and no one has ever dared to bully him again.

“Everyone said he was fierce, ruthless, cold-blooded, but who knows he was under 19, if he wasn’t forced to die…”

I listened, and I guessed, and I guessed it would be a bad experience.

But I didn’t think it would be such a cruel and unacceptable experience…

It’s hard to hear, to say what happened to her.

The warm and rough hands of Wang’s grandmother covered my face: “Son, don’t cry. I can see that you have feelings for him, and you are not bad.” I’m sorry.

I closed my eyes and my tears slipped: “I know. I’m sorry.

29

It’s been another week, and the time has come.

I was standing on the balcony looking at the far sky, and my familiar body held me from behind, and I sensed his fatigue.

I leaned in his arms, “Are you tired?” I’m sorry.

He shakes his head: “Not tired.” I’m sorry.

The cocooned hands covered my belly, and I felt his wings.

I turned around and touched his eyebrow: “Don’t be so careful. I’m sorry.

“Jean Lew, thank you. And, I’m sorry. I’m sorry.

I smiled, “Well. I’m sorry.

That day, I had the pleasure of frying him with an egg.

Fried.

But he’s done it, and he says it’s good. I’m sorry.

And so I made him a full-on bag of eggs.

I think that when you can’t eat Chinese food in kamikaze, my eggs should be the only ones he can eat, the only real ones he likes, so he can eat them all the time.

30

That night, the cynics looked at my body and did nothing.

Although he was passionate about something, he was also becoming particularly careful.

Like — he even turned his back on me.

“Spoke me in your arms. I’m sorry.

“No, honey, take it. The doctor said not for the first three months. I’m sorry.

“but I just want to hug. I’m sorry.

And the parable was silent for a moment, and he turned and was still a little away from me.

He pointed down and said, “But, look at it…”

And I looked down, and I saw something lurking, and my cheeks rose red.

Now I’ll back him up.

“It’s not serious. “I spit.

“What are you doing in front of your wife?” I’m sorry.

He calls my wife more and more skilled.

The next day, I was taken to a place.

An 18-storey building with a bit of a writing building.

It’s worth watching from outside alone.

The sarcasm held my hand and brought me straight to the top floor.

The stairs to the top floor have been opened and the sight is golden and everything.

“How do you like it?”

“This place should be expensive.” I’m sorry.

He took my waist with one hand and said with one hand, “This is your property.” I’m sorry.

“My”?

The sun pours down through the window, warming the sky and the sky.

“Well, Jean-Fry, yesterday I had my property owned by you. Honey, I want to make you feel safe. I’m sorry.

I’m so moved that this man, who I don’t know, can’t be better than my parents…

31

I’ve been living on the top floor ever since.

It’s better to get a little busy sometimes than at home.

Remember when I went to college, and there was no shortage of money at home, but Dad forgot to pay me for living.

I was promised money at the beginning of each month, but that’s not the case.

I’ll probably ask again in a year or two, but in the back, I’m ashamed to say it, but I can’t leave my studies alone and spend every month on my own, and I’ll ask my dad for it when it’s too late.

As for my mom, she said she had no money and asked me to ask my dad for it.

Senior, I failed to study in the social environment, and I intend to do it next year.

But I graduated. Who’s going to fund my studies?

Nobody.

And I did do it, and I went to work too hard to prepare for it, and I was so anxious every day.

For money and for your future.

My dad said he had arranged a job for me, but I didn’t want to go.

They never asked me how I felt. They just controlled me under the pretext of “good for me.”

It’s so nice now. Every day, it’s nothing to worry about.

I said I wanted to draw.

So he sent me a set of drawing tools.

Remember when I said before I wanted to learn to paint, and my dad said, “You know what’s not real! I’m sorry.

They don’t respect my thoughts.

Except for the term terminus.

32

The whole time I was pregnant, I was good at it.

The pregnant woman pees, and every time I go to the bathroom at night, he always sees my movement and then helps me to the toilet.

He knows I’m afraid of the dark. He’ll always wait till I fall asleep.

I know he’s busy every day, but for eight full months and 25 days, he’s almost every night.

I guess the metaphor is really a good husband.

I’ll think about it during pregnancy.

Sometimes I ask him, “Do you take care of me or your children?” I’m sorry.

“Take care of you, of course. I’m sorry.

I laughed, so I went on to ask, “Do you like me better or do you like your kids more?” I’m sorry.

“No, I love you.” I’m sorry.

33

I had a good time with my whole pregnancy.

It’s just that I think of my family once in a while.

I know. The cyborg must have noticed.

He then told me that he took a picture of me standing on the balcony when I was pregnant and sending it back to the country.

I looked at that picture, in which I was wearing a white dress, with my abdomen raised, my left hand around my back and my right hand painting.

I saw the years that I saw, and I was worried about finding a job for graduation six months ago, and now I have become so gentle that I no longer see any anxiety or obscurity in my eyes.

I guess I should be happy.

As a metaphor, he did not receive any reply.

That’s why he didn’t tell me about it, lest it affect my emotions.

And then, I was about to give birth, and I knew that I was pregnant with a dragon and a child, and that’s what timeless had known.

I asked him, “Why didn’t you tell me about it? I’m sorry.

I saw clearly the heartache in his eyes. He said, “Jane, I do not want you to be so tired. I’m sorry.

It was the first time that I heard the metaphor that I called “Jane,” two simple words from his mouth, and I sensed infinite love.

He’s always called me a lot. I like every one.

34

In the morning of October 1, my water broke.

The timelines make the ready doctors come and deliver me.

After six full hours of delivery, Big Zhou came out and I was already asleep.

When I woke up in the evening, I looked at the two minivans next to me, and it was amazing.

He’s happy with the metaphors, he can’t stop kissing me and I’m spitting on his face.

I touched his face, “You scolded him today?” I’m sorry.

The terminus scolds his men every day, but he knows what I mean.

When I gave birth today, I whispered the sudden footsteps of the platinum outside the room.

I think I was born for six hours, and he was supposed to worry about me, but today he is just talking and not scolding others, and I seem to have heard Wang’s grandmother’s metaphors instruct not to kill today.

I think the metaphors are gentle, and he remembers certain taboos in our country.

Maybe he’s protecting our kids in his way.

35

Then the parable told me that he had sent me home from the moon, and I replied, “Okay.” I’m sorry.

I look down to a sleeping baby, but where is my baby? He certainly won’t let me take it, and I won’t.

At that time I thought that I would be able to return home and that I would be leaving this place in northern Myanmar forever.

Which means I may never see my children again.

I couldn’t sleep all night that month. I wanted to see my kids more.

Watch them laugh, watch them cry.

At night, I’ll think about it too, and maybe it’s true that I don’t love you so much, but how could he let me go so easily?

Time is running fast, and it’ll be a month.

The metaphor says I can go.

I was extremely quiet that day, and I didn’t pack much, and I lived here for so long, and the room was basically my stuff, but I couldn’t take it, and I didn’t want to take it.

After all, it was the same when it came, and it should have gone.

And when he was separated, the terminus did not look at me, and he focused on our children.

I think that’s nice, too, because I’m sure it really loves our kids.

He’ll be really nice to them.

But I’m a little sad, and I don’t know why.

36

Back to the land I know, I look at the building in front of me, and it’s the same.

I went up and knocked, and I thought I’d explain it to Mom and Dad later.

“Who is it?”

I can’t contain the sound of my own tremors when it comes to familiar voices: “Mama, it’s me!”

You see, home is so strange, sometimes bad, but you’re still dying for a little warmth.

And the door was opened, and I was surprised: “Hath thou come back?

I was standing there, and my mother looked at me so badly, she went straight in.

I thought they were supposed to say hi to me.

An unstoppable heartache…

I don’t know how I got into the house or how I got to the river.

I can’t stop thinking about what my parents just said to me:

Get out! Get out of this house! Never come back! I’m not your father! I’m sorry.

“Why are you so unloved? She went out to marry another man and got pregnant! I’m ashamed of you! Get out of here! I’m pregnant, I’m a son. You don’t have to come back! I’m sorry.

“If you don’t listen, you’re gonna fantasize about something that’s not practical and you’re not going to work for you. I’m sorry.

I don’t know.

Tears flow inexorably.

I miss you so much.

37

Open your eyes, are familiar rooms.

I look at the ceiling, and it’s nice to see the chandeliers I choose.

And then the tears slipped silently…

A warm and rough hand rubs my face and drys my tears.

“Don’t cry, honey. Stay with me, okay? I’m sorry.

I cried, noded, or I’d rather stay in Myanmar.

It’s fine here too.

It was like a dream.

38

The brother of the dragon and the younger sister is called Ezee.

The names are all syllables, and he says, “Father, it means Dad loves Mom forever.”

At the age of 10, Jane had committed suicide.

Just after a warm afternoon, she took a lot of sleeping pills and was lying in a rocking chair.

By sunset, we have left the world forever.

Jean-Len’s insomnia. The sleeping pills are available. It’s just that the sarcasm doesn’t know. She hides a lot.

After all these years, she seemed happy and unhappy.

She said she was tired.

It’s like the happiest day she’s had in North Burma.

Jean-Fry said she was a happy man, and she was very happy.

There’s a handsome and loving husband and a lovely couple, and she’s satisfied.

She said the only thing that was wrong was her child.

In her diary, she wrote, “I’m sorry, Mom couldn’t last your day.” I’m sorry.

39

On the 18th birthday of Aoi and Aei, it was a suicide.

He was reassured when he went away, knowing that he had the power to do so, and that he had been training him to protect his sister and to protect himself since Zhil.

Honey, I’m coming for you.

The hindsight.

One.

The day of Jane Leung’s accident.

Time has been called over and over again to JFK, showing no answer.

He’s frowning.

Yesterday we had a dinner with Jane Lai, and Jane Lai did not usually fail.

“Tokizawa, the phone doesn’t work? “Hang Zhang is holding his arm in a metaphorical fashion and watching him make phone calls over and over and over again.

“Wait, I’ll call Uncle Jane. I’m sorry.

And Fashion went to make a call, and he turned and his face cooled off in a moment.

And she and Tosawa were made to know each other, and the door was set in pairs.

But for three months she had been with Toshisawa, and the most she heard from him was the name “Jenley”.

Women are sensitive.

Even though the term “Tsawa” once and for all emphasized that it was his sister.

But Hang Ye Xin still has a thorn in his heart.

“Uncle Jane, has Jane gone to work? I’m sorry.

“The assistant said not yet, but again that he was asleep and he might be here soon. “I don’t care about this at all.

She worked at her father’s company, and it was common to skip school.

No one can control her.

“Ok, Uncle Jane, if Jean-Fry goes to the office, ask her to give me a message. I’m sorry.

“Good. I’m sorry.

He was wondering if he wanted to call Aunt Jane.

“Azawa, the movie’s about to start. Let’s go inside. I’m sorry.

“Good. I’m sorry.

Two.

I’ve been looking for JFK all this time, but I can’t reach her.

He knocks on Jane’s door again.

“Aunt Jane, Jane is not back yet? I’m sorry.

“No, I don’t know where to go. I’m sorry.

“She didn’t go to work today? I’m sorry.

“I don’t know. Ask Uncle Jane. I’m cooking in the kitchen.”

“Uncle Jane, Jane Lee…”

Jane’s dad interrupted him. Apparently he knows what Tokizawa is asking.

“I haven’t been to work, I haven’t been home, I think I’ve been playing with my friends again. I’m sorry.

It’s not normal that Uncle Jane’s cell phone hasn’t been connected.

“I know her. She’s gone. You don’t have to make such a big deal.

“No, I have a due, and I have to go.” I’m sorry.

It was then that time, when he walked out of the house, he understood why Le Lui had been so independent and strong since childhood.

It’s her misfortune to meet such a parent.

He cares about her.

He didn’t listen to him. He went to the police.

I’ll find you.

3

Twenty years have passed, and it’s over forty years old.

But he was never married.

For so many years, he never stopped looking for Jane Leung, but never heard from him.

Every time I went home, I saw JFK’s parents taking care of their sons with kindness, Tokizawa hated it.

He’s long gone.

They were the elders. There was no authority over them in the sayings of Torah.

But he’s heartbroken.

As long as he’s alive he’ll keep looking for it…

I don’t know.

Keep your eyes on the road.