How terrible is trafficking in women? – What?
I’m passing through Lee’s pigsty ring and the stench of pig shit comes out. One of the pigs was very thin and had a black blanket on him.
The pig suddenly turned around and I saw it. It was a man, a woman.
A naked woman who was raised in a pigsty.
I’m sorry.
I was trafficked.
When I realized it, the meds just faded, blurred, numbed and cold.
I was locked up in a small, closed space, shaking, and I guess this is about the trunk.
And I blinked and tried to see something.
After I made a few noises, the car stopped.
The cold air is pouring in, the light of the street lights is on me, and it’s night.
Two men are staring at me. One of them is holding me down and the other is beating me up.
Be honest!
The pain spreads all over me, I can’t scream, I can’t live, I can’t breathe.
For fearing that they would behave more violently, I did not resist, nor did I struggle.
I’m gonna stand up and run. I’ll get a chance.
The car was activated again, but it never stopped this time and kept driving.
I endured the soreness of my wrists and kept waiting to figure out my situation.
I don’t know what I’m about to face, and I have a long way to go, waiting for me for despair, uncertainty, darkness and fear.
The feeling of water scarcity is growing stronger, and I don’t know how long it’s been, but I just feel like I could die of thirst without drinking.
The car stopped and the trunk was opened again.
I was suddenly exposed to the air and the sun, and I couldn’t even open my eyes.
The trafficker dragged my hair out, and I tried to say a few words, but I found myself wearing glue on my mouth and had to bear the pain of the heart of my head.
My tears flow out, but I cannot even say a word of forgiveness.
I’m like a bag of garbage and I’m just thrown in a room.
A half-white old lady came in, and they stood at the door of the room and talked for a while with words I could not understand.
The old lady was short, swollen, his face wrinkled, and a pair of bright little eyes leaned at me from time to time, like a measure of a commodity.
Another trafficker came in and touched me in the leg for a while, looking at me like a wolf.
I kept my head down and I couldn’t move.
Good thing he didn’t make any further move. There were a few noises outside and he got up and left.
We took stock of the house, the walls were covered, the furniture was old, the sheets were yellow, a yellow chandelier was put on, and heavy curtains were drawn.
Once again, Tai entered the door and walked to me, tearing out the glue unswervingly, shaking my mouth sorely.
She spits out words that I don’t understand, with no face on her face, gives me a few loud slaps, my cheek starts to burn and my hair is red.
I’m scared and I don’t know what it is.
She gets out of here when she’s done scolding me.
I kneel by the wall, my feet soft.
Some time on his knees, the cry of the old lady came out of the door, and there was a vague male voice, probably the owner of the house.
The next wave of tremors on my body, my brain was awake.
– I know the man who comes in the next second will determine my fate here.
Will it be an ugly, ugly old man?
I can’t think.
The door opened, a tall, skinny man walked in.
He stood in front of me and looked down at me.
The back shivering and the cold sweat was wet, and I looked up and looked at him.
The man looks like he’s in his early 20s, clean face, dark skin and hairy hair, and he’s supposed to work on the ground for years.
He looked at me without a single inch, like a wolf on the prairie, staring at his prey.
“You, do you speak Mandarin? * I’m not going to bother this man. *
“Yes, I was taught at primary school. He’s still staring at me.
“I know I’m sold and I have to stay here and be your wife.” I admit it, so I won’t run. I just want to suffer less, okay? I’m sorry.
He’s a little surprised, still staring at me.
“I’ll never run away. Can you untie me? Even if I did, I wouldn’t hit you. I’m sorry.
“Trust me, I’ll never run. Can you untie me? I’m in pain. I’m sorry.
He had a face and somehow helped me to untie it.
“My name is Nam, Nam Feng, and your wife will be your name. I’m sorry.
I tried to show him a smile and wanted him to drop his guard.
Zhangyang, the ocean. He answered.
02
I was sold to Hill Creek, where it was said that it would take six or seven hours to drive from the nearest town to this small village, and that the remote borders were not enough to describe the remoteness and backwardness of the town.
That night I stomped on my feet, my knees, and listened quietly to the cursings of the two outside the door, in dialects, and I didn’t understand, but I probably knew that the old lady didn’t believe I would stay.
The men of Hill Creek could not marry their wives and had to ask the traffickers to sell women.
Zhang Yang told me all the girls here were trafficked.
It’s late, it’s very quiet here.
Zhang Zhang opened the door and I looked down on him.
“It’s too late to sleep. “He lay back at me.
I still hold my knees and look at the curtains of the moon, and I don’t know what it feels like.
In the months that followed, I was made to do all kinds of dirty work, chopping wood, fetching water and pouring shit… And if I don’t do it properly, I’ll be scolded.
My mother-in-law was a bit eccentric, and although I was able to do my work, she kept staring at me and scolded me like she was afraid I was running away.
I don’t know what’s gonna happen if I get caught.
At least I won’t be treated as a person like this.
It’s all so good if it’s a dream.
When I met Zhang, I found out he had never touched a woman before.
I knew all the women in the village could sell, and I asked him why he didn’t find a prostitute.
“Don’t know. He said, “Marry, no whore.” I’m sorry.
I’m beginning to understand the dialects of this place, and I’m getting used to a way of living that’s far behind.
I am not bad at all. He truly sees me as his wife, and every day I build sweet smiles in order to show what I call happiness.
This evening, Zhang Zhang festively stormed into the house and handed me two faces: “This is from Ma, he came to the village today for a drink. They say women use this, nice skin. I’m sorry.
I smiled, “Well, it’s just that my skin has been dry lately. I’m sorry.
“You want to go to Old Lee’s house tomorrow? I’m sorry.
“What’s the pleasure? I took out a mask and put it on my face.
“His eighth wife is pregnant. I’m sorry.
With a shaking hand, a drop of semen in the face, I don’t make a sound, and I keep putting the black face on my face, and the cold feeling spreads along the skin, and then my eyes open, and my eyes are red, and my eyes are burning.
“Yeah, I want to go. * I’ve been biting my teeth and smiling. *
03
That night, the sound of the summer was loud, and the ears of the people were sore.
I sat at the round table, Zhang Yan sat on my right and held my hand tight. This table is basically 50-60, and Zhang Yang is the youngest of them.
I’ve got three women. I’ve got Miss Chow on my left, and Zhao Wen on her left.
Miss Zhou looks no more than thirty, has white skin, lipstick and eye shadows, and hardly communicates with Zhao Wen.
Where are you going to get makeup?
“Girl Zhou is kept by the owner of the horse, who from time to time delivers jewelry and cosmetics. Zhang Yan says:
“Is Zhao Wen okay? Zhou is his wife. I asked.
“What’s the matter? I’m sorry.
I’m facing Zhao Wu, next to his daughter-in-law.
The girl had mud on her face, a long hair that was more messy than a bird’s nest, red ears, bruises and bruises on her neck, clothes made of rags and bare feet.
Zhao Wu ordered her to eat, and she did not react, staring at the chopsticks, and was so angry that Zhao slapped her and hemorrhaging directly.
The little girl still doesn’t move, blinks, like a bad doll.
Zhao Mu-chul took her to the ground with her hair and beat her to the ground and yelled, “You bitch, don’t you understand? I told them to take your turn! I’m sorry.
Traffickers sell girls, part-time and crippled, and the same is done without damage, and the same is done by traffickers, whose price is twice as high.
I’m selling it. That’s what Yang told me.
When Zhao Wu was beaten to death, the young girl had her hands covered and her hands were covered and her body shivered like a sifter.
I looked at the scars on her and I was scared and angry.
But the rest of us are still eating food and food like they can’t see it.
If I can’t please Yang and Tai, will I be Zhao’s wife?
Most of the women sold are like Zhao Wu’s daughter-in-law, and a few are like Zhou.
Where is my way out?
On the way to the bar, a man dressed as an assistant came and said a few words to Miss Zhou and she got up and left.
After a while, the assistant went to Zhangyang and said, “The boss heard that your wife is here today, and asked you two to join us for a drink.” I’m sorry.
Zhang Yan’s face sank and took my hand and said, “If you don’t want to go, we can go.” I’m sorry.
I looked at him and said, “It’s okay. Go ahead. Don’t make the boss unhappy. I’m sorry.
He took my hand and we went around a couple of big round tables and came to the inside.
There’s a dark brown long table in the house, and it’s worth it.
In his mid-50s, he had thin hair, dark teeth, a beer belly, an eyebrow up, a hairy face, thick lips like tanned beef jerky, rough necks and a large collar in a suit.
On one side was Miss Zhou, already drunk, and on the other side was a beautiful woman in a fork skirt.
“Come on, Chang, sit down.”
Zhang Yan and I sat down.
Mr. Ma takes a cigarette and talks to us, and keeps staring at me, from the tip of the hair to the neck, to the chest, which is the look of the greedy, the look of the eager.
“Come on, Chang, have a drink.”
So Zhang and Zhang Yan did not dare to take his face, except for a few drinks, and then the scoundrel made his demands.
Zhang, I’ll give you 1,000 and ask your wife to stay with me. I’m sorry.
A thousand, not a small number in the village of Hill Creek.
I looked carefully at Zhangyang and his face sank immediately.
“No, she’s my wife, not with another man. I’m sorry.
“But you can buy another bitch for $1,000. Mr. Ma smoked a cigarette.
“No, it’s not a matter of negotiation. Zhang Yang shakes his head.
Mr. Ma played ash and gave the assistant a look and the assistant immediately left the cabin.
“Chang, I know it’s your first woman, a little overheated. Don’t worry, just tonight, let her stay with me and tomorrow she’ll serve you. I’m sorry.
“No way. Zhang Yang is still tough.
The room was so quiet that Ms. Zhou and the fork girl looked at the scene.
Hang on. Tai followed the assistant in.
“How about 2,000? Mr. Ma put down the pipe.
“Good, good, good, good, good. “When I heard the price increase, my eyes were sewn.
“No, she’s my wife. I’m in charge. I’m sorry.
Zhang Yan seems to be heartless, and the owner adds up to 5,000, and he still disagrees.
You’ve been standing there all day and you haven’t said a word.
“Be careful I’ll fuck you up. “I’m not saying anything.
It’s even more urgent, not even to pay the boss, and then toss my collar and slap me twice.
“Bitch! I shouldn’t have bought you!
Zhang Yanra opened up the old lady, scolded him and said to Master Ma,
“Mr. Ma, I respect you. I know you’re a character, but my wife, you can’t move. I’m sorry.
I heard Miss Zhou whisper, she lit a cigarette and didn’t look at me.
Zhang Yan pulled me out of the cabin and the old lady stayed in the house and scolded.
04
On the second day of the Lee family wedding, I walked down the village lane with a basket of vegetables and met Miss Zhou.
She wears a little black dress, and the ponytails rise up, and her red lips are warm, and she stands by the road with her hands, as if waiting for me.
“Why is Miss Chow here? * I scrambled the basket of bamboo in my hand and scrambled out a smile *
“Don’t bother. I’ll just ask you if you want to leave. “I’ve been sold for four years. Even though it’s a good time to dress, women are young, and when I’m old and old, Mahoney doesn’t raise me anymore, nobody will treat me like a human being. I’m sorry.
And we stood on the way of the village, on the south side of the town of Mahing, on the north side of the hill, and on the far side was the only road to the outside.
“South or north?” I asked.
It would be evening, when the sun’s afters would wander over the horizon, dyeing Zhou’s hair into good gold.
Miss Zhou didn’t talk. Turn to the north mountain.
I laughed, and I picked a dish out of a bamboo basket: “Do you eat green? I’m sorry.
She stunned. I’m still smiling, and I’m going forward.
She picked up vegetables and looked at me, “How can we eat them?” I’m sorry.
“Don’t worry, I’ll burn it for you next time. I walked around her.
This dialogue, which has become a code word between us, is just an illusion that when the same words re-emerge after three years, Miss Zhou’s life is at stake.
I walked back to the Lee’s pigs’ collar, and ten fat pigs came together, and the stench of pig dung came out.
One of the pigs was very thin and had a black blanket on him.
I think it’s weird to look at it.
The pig turned around and I saw it. It was a man, a woman.
A naked woman who was raised in a pigsty.
The woman had several deep wrinkles over her forehead, her eyes were dimmed, her lips were gray, her teeth were missing and her mouth was flowing down from her mouth. Her dry breasts were hanging like two sandbags, red scratches beneath her waist, long nails and thin monkeys.
She saw me, and she suddenly opened her eyes, and she tried to come over, and I was scared to step back and sit on the floor.
Run! Don’t just sit there!
The woman in front of her is madly shaking the fence and trying to come out, and she’s not saying anything.
I stood up and ran and ran.
I don’t know which way I’m going, I’m just running. I’m always looking at that woman.
And We thought that We had been trafficked to the village of the mountains, and that we had not imagined that we would live as we would die, and that we would live in a miserable day.
I’m lucky I didn’t see the dark.
I can’t take it anymore. I’m like a coward hiding behind a mirror, and I’ve been paralyzing myself from thinking about something dark, and the woman in the pig’s collar has broken the mirror.
I ran for a long time, and I used all my energy, and I cried, and I threw a big tear on the floor.
I want to get out of Hill Creek right away.
It’s completely dark, running tired, I stop.
There is light in the distance, there is only one layer of muddy black around it, and the plants are so high that there is only a cold-air moon on their heads.
Zhang Yang, where are you?
I have lived in my mask since I was sold, and I have sought to please others, but I have no choice but to do whatever I have to do, and I only want to cry in vain.
I did not know how long I cried, but I slowly recovered, and the light from the far away was extinguished, and I stood alone in the middle of the earth, as a deserter on a chessboard, with despair.
It’s been a long time since I heard Zhang Yang calling me.
Nam – where are you?
The sound came a little closer, and the voice of Zhang Zhang was drawn long and long, breaking the deadness of the night.
“I’m here, Zhang Yang, I’m here.”
I cried out to the night sky like a life-scatterer trying to catch the edges of the cliff.
Nam, don’t be afraid. I’m coming for you.
I cried again, and I continued to cry out for darkness.
“I’m here, I’m here, you come to me.”
I saw a swinging nightlight coming closer, and I groped in the direction of the light.
“Look, I found you. I’m sorry.
Zhang laughed, I laughed, and I laughed.
“Girl Zhou came to me and said you were scared to go to the village. I thought you’d come to you if you didn’t know the way. I’m sorry.
Zhang Yang’s family is in the village.
We came home, at the door of the cabin, and I saw the old lady with her back on her back, staring at the end of the road with a crutches and not talking.
“Mom, I’m back. I’m sorry.
05
The woman in the pigsty was Lady Li, the third daughter-in-law of Li, who had a daughter who had been sold by Li to someone in another village. After that, Ms. Li went crazy and saw a young woman thinking she was her daughter, jumped up and grabbed and bit, and was raised in a pigsty.
The day I got lost, Ms. Li escaped from the pigsty, and the next noon she was found dead in a stinking ditch.
After that night, the old lady treated me a lot better.
The old lady really treated me like her daughter-in-law, and though she’s still the tough one, she’s less scolded at me, and when she’s feeling good, she’ll give me $5.10 as a pocket.
Once I went with her to the creek to wash.
Most of the women are here to wash their clothes, and it’s so much fun in the afternoon.
I’m the daughter-in-law of Zhao. They call her a silly girl.
I’ve seen a silly girl three times, the first at a Lee’s wedding, the second at the commissary and the third at the laundry.
I’m working hard on my clothes. Stupid girl looks at me.
Sister…
I looked up and her hands were red, apparently doing a long job and still wearing that piece of cloth.
The next second, Zhao Wu’s mother-in-law, the mother-in-law of this silly girl, stood up and threw a pile of clothes over her head and threw a silly girl into the creek.
“You all right? * I’m consciously shouting out and trying to reach out and pull her. *
The stream is cold, the silly girl is wet and strung up in the water.
There’s a laughter around, and there’s a pointer, laughing at her.
I quietly withdrew my hand.
Zhao Zhao Ziqiang came to me with her back on his back: “Go away!” Don’t think I don’t know. I’m sorry.
My brain blew up, Li was naked, with her teeth and claws, and the worst memories came back that night.
“Don’t think Zhang Yang’s better for you, a bitch, trying to get his nose on top of his nose. I’m sorry.
Where the silly girl fell, she came up with a couple of bubbles and her hair dipped into the water and spreads like vines.
There were women laughing around.
“Oh, look at you, you’re a fool, you don’t even know how to get up. I’m sorry.
“If I say so, Zhao Wu should have put her in a pigsty. I’m sorry.
As soon as I saw her, Zhao said, “You’re just a few hundred dollars, bitch. Don’t be ashamed, talk to you.” I’m sorry.
She’s raising her hand.
I’m not hiding. I’m just a woman in here.
The applause was loud, but there was no pain in my face. The old lady stood in front of me, Zhao’s face was covered and she screamed.
“You old bitch hit me! I’m sorry.
“Damn bitch! I’ll put you in the water! Who the fuck are you? Is anyone worse than you here? You gave it to him when he bought her! I didn’t spend a penny. I was tired of sending you here. And you?
Zhao Zhao Ziqi can’t say a word.
The old lady took a sip and looked her in the eye and pulled me back.
“No, Mom. Stupid girl hasn’t come up yet! I’m sorry.
“Someone, help! Someone’s falling in the river! I’m sorry.
“Help! Help! I’m sorry.
I watched the silly girl sink slowly.
There’s a lot of noise around, and women start crying.
Tai shot me with a cane.
“Let’s go. I’m sorry.
She was smiling when the stupid girl died and the body was picked up.
I remember passing through the commissary that day, and the children were spinning around her, singing their songs and throwing eggs at her head.
“The daughter-in-law of Zhao is stupid and stupid, he can’t buy an egg, he has to go home to his house and get a rag. I’m sorry.
The silly girl, with her big eyes open and her hands on the horn of the dress, laughed like dirty water and poured her all over her.
I walked over and she backed back.
“Don’t hit me, don’t hit me…”
I cleaned her face clean, and she looked at me and there were tears in her eyes.
If she wasn’t sold here, she must have been a lovely girl.
06
In Shawshank’s Redemption, Andy was entangled by sisters in prison, and Red’s narration said, “The sisters have been entangled with Andy, sometimes Andy can defeat them, sometimes not.” I’m sorry.
Zhang Yang was isolated in the village after the Lee family reception refused to accept Master Ma.
But Mr. Ma didn’t have the means to be invisible and the day went on.
Mr. Ma sent a gift in the hope that I would be more proactive and that I would persuade you to have a lot of gifts, perfumes, cosmetics, silk towels, etc. that would please women.
I put these things in the hands of Miss Chow to sell to other women in the village, saved some money, partially subsidized the family, partly kept them, while lying to Master Ma, saying that Zhang Yang was a little shaken.
But it’s not a long-term solution. I’ve been hiding it for six months, and Mr. Ma’s patience has reached its limit.
Soon after sundown that night, I bought some groceries from the commissary and my assistant drove me around.
I have endured the desire to escape, to drag my feet forward and to throw things behind my back, hoping that someone could follow my groceries and touch me.
“The boss has been waiting for you. I hope the girl doesn’t embarrass us. I’m sorry.
I looked back at a concrete road without a lamp, extending to the other side of the village.
Sometimes we can defeat the darkness, sometimes we can’t.
I was taken to the last light-coloured cabin, where the horse owner sat at the long table, and the ashtray was full of cigarettes.
But this time there’s no Miss Chow and the fork girl, this time it’s just me.
I watched him stand up slowly, and the longer the fat shadows grew, the more my shadows were swallowed up.
“Come on. I’m sorry.
“Hmm. I’m sorry.
And the two thick lips were put on me, and their dirty hands were thrust over my chest, and the heavy groaning was on my head. The bed was shaking, and I was staring at the bumpy ceiling.
I thought this house was bright, but I didn’t think that the ceiling was so obfuscated that money could not hide all the ugliness.
I never expected anyone to save me this evening, and there was no hope, no disappointment, but it was a pity that I left behind the items.
When I came home, Zhang Yang was coming out of the house and the old lady was chopping wood.
The yard was a hundred-dollar piece of paper, which was cold early in the morning, and had been in the middle of the air for a long time and had fallen.
The three of us didn’t talk to anyone. It was a strange day.
As usual, no one’s ever mentioned it again. Then one night, Zhang Yang went to a party, drank a drink, came back to hold me and wept, and said nothing.
He cried a lot and he whispered to me.
“Sorry. I’m sorry.
Don’t blame you.
Sometimes we can defeat the darkness, sometimes we can’t.
07
Zhang Yang went to the hospital.
The other day, Mr. Ma picked me up at the cabin, and the brown side table had a tea set, which looked very expensive.
Mr. Ma was holding the forkwoman and playing with her hair.
“Give me tea. I’m sorry.
“I won’t. I don’t answer with my head up.
He got angry and yelled at me at the table: “Bitch!” Is it for your face? How rare do you think you are? I’m sorry.
I took a deep breath and took up the tea set, and he knocked over the cup of tea in my hand, and the water was so hot on my hand.
“So reluctant? Haven’t I given you enough? Am I not good enough for you? I’m sorry.
“Do you think Zhang Yang will come for you? I’m sorry.
Bitch! I’m telling you, he’s here and he can’t save you! I’m sorry.
“The boss, drink tea, calm down, Nan may be in a bad mood.” I’m sorry.
He drank in his breath, and he sprayed the tea on me, and my hands were stunned by burns.
Let her go! I’m sorry.
Nam, come out!
“Marshing Fei, you son of a bitch! I’m sorry.
There was a roar outside, and the horse owner lit a cigarette and smoked a few.
I don’t know how long it’s been, my hands are gone, my face is swollen when the ocean comes in and my arms are all blue.
“Mashin Fei! You’re a fucking man! I’m sorry.
The assistant followed in and hit Zhang on the head with an iron bar.
They were later taken to the town hospital.
Mr. Ma was afraid to die, despite his wealth.
It was 2 a.m. when the old lady arrived, and Mr. Ma and his men had gone away long ago, without even the medical bills.
“O son…”
The old lady’s face was wrinkled and her lips were covered with sorrow, and she turned and slapped me.
Get out! It’s all because of you. My son is going to suffer! I’m sorry.
Ouch.
Get out! I shouldn’t have bought you!
It hurts.
She yelled and pushed me out of the ward.
I slept all night in the hallway, and the cold sidewind blew the wound on my hands, I was closed, the smell of alcohol went into the nasal cavity, and the silk was so cold.
“Can you give me a break, girl? We really don’t have any money. I’m sorry.
“I’m sorry, this one’s not negotiable, but it’s the lowest for you. I’m sorry.
“I beg you, girl. I beg you. My son is young. He can’t die. I’m sorry.
“I’m sorry, this really isn’t working. I’m sorry.
It’s a big cost to think of the nurse’s plea and a head blow.
I stood up against the disgusting stun wall and walked towards them.
“Mom, take care of Zhang Yang. I’ll figure out the money. I’m sorry.
To tell you the truth, I didn’t feel guilty, I didn’t feel guilty, I didn’t feel anything, I just thought it would be better, I just thought that last night’s two slaps really fucking hurt.
I was in town all day, and there was no shop that wanted an unidentified woman.
In the evening, I met a small band in the town square, who were happy to help me after singing and listening to my situation.
“The next song is given to the girl’s husband, who is now lying in the hospital and who is not receiving timely medical treatment due to insufficient medical expenses. If you’re willing to do your part, we’d appreciate it. Have a nice day! We also wish him an early recovery. I’m sorry.
The band has been singing for three days, and every day there are a lot of old ladies around, but I can’t talk to the band without a lot of money.
After hearing about me, a noodle shopkeeper wanted me to go to her shop to work as a casual worker, so I spent a week working on the medical bills.
I gave the money to the old lady, and we’re both relieved.
I don’t owe Zhang Yan anymore.
I’ve been working on the money for a while and almost delayed the escape.
The old lady had to go to bed, I had to help, she couldn’t keep an eye on me, so I borrowed my cell phone from the band.
I was hiding in a quiet alley, shivering through the phone, watching my heart around and pretending to be nothing.
“Hey, I’m Xiaobei. As soon as the words were spoken, the tears fell.
Where are you? We’ve been looking for you for two years…
“You listen to me, I don’t know on the phone, I’m being trafficked, and I need to locate this phone and come to me. I’m sorry.
“Okay, I’ll be right there. I’m sorry.
I’m afraid of being caught by the old lady or Zhang Yan or anyone else, ready to hang up.
“You have to be good until I pick you up. I’m sorry.
I was on the ground crying like shit.
– Thank you for not giving up on me.
Then Miss Zhou asked me why I had the opportunity to escape.
I had a bitter cup of coffee, and I siped it.
‘Cause I want them to go to hell. I’m sorry.
After Zhang Yang was sick, I returned to Hill Creek.
Everything looks the same, only I know, I’m stomping, I’m waiting.
Every time I close my eyes, I see a woman in a pig’s collar jumping at me, a silly girl’s long black hair blowing open in the water, and a horse’s fat neck rises and falls on me.
In the middle of the night, I think of Zhou’s humiliation, of Li’s other seven wives, of all the girls trapped in the mountains.
I’m waiting for a chance, a chance to take down that hound of human traffickers.
I waited three years for this opportunity.
08
I couldn’t have a baby, and I got a lot of scolded for it.
Tai likes children, especially boys, and she calls them to sugar whenever they come through the yard.
“It’s been two years. How come your stomach hasn’t moved? I’m sorry.
“I don’t know, the doctor said I was cold and not very easy to get pregnant…” I was weak in my response.
“Alas, this family feels a little less fun. I wish I had a child. I’m sorry.
“I know, Mom, don’t be sad. It’s my fault I can’t have a baby. “I made a gesture to shed a tear.
“Good boy, it’s not your fault. I’ve been thinking about it for a few days. What do you think? I’m sorry.
Take my hand and look at me.
“Of course I’d love to have a baby, but I can’t. I’m sorry.
“It’s okay, it’s okay. I’m sorry.
The old lady’s happy, smiling two rows of yellow teeth.
The traffickers came late in the night and a small girl with bouquets was left in her room.
“Let go of me! You son of a bitch! Kill me if you can! I’m sorry.
The little girl kept screaming in her mouth, with blood on her mouth, a piece of purple on her neck, tear marks on her short sleeve, and unbuttoned jeans.
Like when I came here, the old lady slapped her a few times and scolded her for a while.
“Thank you, Brother Leung, for coming again. I’m sorry.
Turns out this guy’s name was Ryon. I remember his hawk nose with a scar on his left eye.
Even if I hadn’t seen you for two years, I’d still recognize you, demon.
He recognized me and looked at me.
“Looks like you’re doing well. I’m sorry.
“Yes, thanks to Liang, I’m so happy, my husband and my mother-in-law are very kind to me, and I’ve always wanted to thank you. I was afraid when I met him, and my feet were shaking, and I couldn’t help but say, “It’s too late for you to eat today. Just a few days to eat?”
“No time. I’m sorry.
“What if we don’t wait for the baby to come and eat the full moon? I’m sorry.
“Yeah, yeah, sure. Thanks to Liang. “The old lady nods.
He didn’t answer, shivering ash.
“Big brother, have you gone?” It’s that short man who touched my leg and saw me showing a funny look.
“A woman is a bitch. Be good when she’s fucked. I’m sorry.
My smile was flat, and I pretended not to hear it, and I asked them to continue: “Come and have a full moon next time.” I’m sorry.
Leung choked on the smoke and cleared his voice: “Okay. I’m sorry.
I went back to my house, I sat in the hall and cut the apples, and the apples fell down.
“Will you eat?”
“No way. I’m sorry.
I sat down, staring at the wall, and there was nothing but the sound of apples eating.
“Go inside and get some sleep. I’m sorry.
He didn’t pay attention to me. He ate the apple, slapped his hands and walked into the room.
“Go away! Don’t touch me!”
I heard scolding coming through that door, the girl screaming, and then breathing.
“You’re not good enough to die…”
“Shut the fuck up! Bitch! It’s been played by them. I’m sorry.
I picked up an apple in my hand and touched its skin.
There’s no sound in the room.
The apple is so red that I take the knife and I cut it, but the apple skin I cut is always broken.
I cut three apples and put them right on the little table.
Zhang Yang came out with sweat beads on his forehead.
“Will you eat?”
“No way. I’m sorry.
The old lady fell asleep long ago and the girl didn’t know what was going on.
“Don’t waste it. I’m sorry.
He went into the room and closed the door.
So I ate three apples all by myself, and I threw up, but I ate, and I ate until the chicken rang three times.
It’s been two days, and the girl’s got a blue face.
Zhang Yang couldn’t help but squeeze her nose hard and pour some porridge.
“Let me talk to her. I’m sorry.
I moved a chair, walked into the room, sat across from her.
The girl was tied to the corner of the wall by a chain with her head down and blood on her hair.
“My name is Nam. What’s your name? I’m sorry.
She didn’t move. She looked like a dead man.
“I was sold, too, to understand your feelings. I’m sorry.
She had a slight sip of her feet.
“You listen to me, you eat to be strong, you live to hope, you do what you want. I’m sorry.
She raised her head slowly, her eyes were swollen and her cheeks covered with tears.
“How long have you been here? I’m sorry.
Two years. I’m sorry.
“Don’t you want to go back?”
“I’m fine here. Just get used to it. I’m sorry.
“Oh, fuck off. You feel better about this? I’m sorry.
I washed a towel and wiped her face.
“My name is Nam. What’s your name? I’m sorry.
She’s down again.
“Bake clean. I’m sorry.
I reached for her.
“I know you’ve suffered a lot, and I know that, but at least you’re alive, you’re not defeated, you’re young and you have hope. Don’t give up on yourself. I’m sorry.
“It will be all right, if you don’t give up, if you still believe in hope, there will always be a day when the darkness will be repelled. I’m sorry.
Her body was shaking and my shoulder was immersed in tears.
“Remember, we all live in a gutter, but there are still people looking at the stars. I’m sorry.
“Cry if you want. I’m sorry.
I untied her, she cried so loud with me, she fell asleep.
You have to live, at least have a baby, until the day of the full moon.
I told her what happened after I came here, told her how I was abused by the old lady, told her about her family’s wedding, told her about Miss Li in the pigsty, told about my loss, told about the silly girl, told about Ma and Miss Zhou.
Tell her you’re actually lucky.
I took her with me to cut the grass, to wash and cook, to climb the roof and look at the stars, and to buy snacks at the commissary.
She’s laughing, she’s used to the way of life here, she can even understand dialects, and she can curse with the old lady.
She and Zhang Yan slept in the bedroom, and I worked in the hall, but she always came out in the middle of the night to sleep with me.
I hugged her, gently slapped her back, sang to her, put her to sleep.
“The brightest star in the night sky…”
09
She’s only 19 years old, but she’s got a big belly.
The old lady won’t let her do her heavy work, and the food is ready.
One day, she was screaming for a spicy fish head, so I took her to the creek to catch fish. She walked barefoot into the stream and poured water with joy.
“Be careful, you scared the fish away! I laughed and accused her.
“Do you know how to swim? I’m sorry.
“I won’t.”
“Me neither, hip-hop. I’m sorry.
“Not so happy, hip-hop. I threw water at her.
“Oh, don’t be so mean. Be nice to pregnant women. I’m sorry.
I stretch my hand into the water and I’m going to catch fish, and I’m going to sit on a big rock and sunbath.
“What’s going to happen to the baby? I’m sorry.
I stayed in the same position and waited for the fish to swim.
“That’s it. Two eyes and a nose and a mouth. I’m sorry.
“I said, “What will happen to me.” I’m sorry.
“You’re the mother. I’m sorry.
I grabbed the fish and ran away, and I grabbed only one water.
“What happens when you’re a mother? I’m sorry.
The whole man lay on a rock, his arms covered his eyes, and he didn’t smile.
“I don’t know. I never had a baby. I’m sorry.
In December, I was beaten by Zhang Yan and my mouth was slapping because of a gift from Ma.
Mr. Ma has not come to Hill Creek for a long time since Zhang Yang entered the hospital, and this time he sent a large gift.
“You’re with him or with me! I’m sorry.
“I really don’t know why I sent it. I’m sorry.
He made me kneel outside, and a woman who didn’t respect her will not go in.
I don’t know how long I’ve been on my knees, and there’s a snowstorm at night, and snowflakes fall on my shoulder, and it’s getting taller.
The cold wind, a cold air shaving through my mouth, reminds me of that slap.
“You want her to kneel until tomorrow? I’m sorry.
“I see you’re crazy. I’m sorry.
“Well, you won’t let her in, then I’ll kneel with her. I’m sorry.
The door was open, the waxed light came out, and I watched the bamboo stomp into the snow.
“Get in! I’m sorry.
She looked at me.
“Get in! I’m sorry.
I said it again.
Go inside. It’s warm inside. You’re young.
“I don’t!”
She was kneeling next to me.
I felt my whole body’s heat spreading, and I was shaking even harder, and I dropped a drop of hot tears and dropped a hole in the snow.
I can’t have a baby. It’s not cold.
I’ve asked Miss Chow to bring an insemination pill and I’ll never have a baby in my life.
I can be humiliated, but I can’t give birth to a child in the village, and I can’t go back.
But it’s okay. I just need revenge.
10
The tummy of the bamboo is growing, but the curiosity and joy to be a mother in the first place are becoming silent.
One day, I was trying to make windmills with poor paper from the commissary.
“How were you, Nam? I’m sorry.
“I used to be a college student, and I used to spend the night with four people in my dorm. I’m sorry.
“Do you have a boyfriend?”
“Yes, he loves me very much. I’m sorry.
“Good. I’m sorry.
“What about you? I’m sorry.
“I’ve got an average grade. I’ve got a sister. I’m sorry.
“You’re just like my sister, you’re so nice to me. I’m sorry.
My eyes are sour.
“Did you really want to stay here after having a baby? I’m sorry.
“Don’t even think about it. It’s natural to get to the bridge. I’m sorry.
I’ll get you out of here when the moon is full.
I’m pulling the cardboard, thinking, and I don’t see a smile.
But I didn’t say it. I never said it.
On January 12th, the black sedan of Mahing flew again in the yard.
I’m working on my windmill, and it’s ringing three times, and I’m shaking, and the unfinished windmill fell on the ground.
“Nan, the boss wants to see you. Get in the car. “And the little assistant.”
She sat next to me and ate apples, she went out to buy food, and Zhang Ying was burning.
I stood up faceless and dragged myself to the car.
“Please. I’m sorry.
“Wait. I’m sorry.
I bend down and lift a big rock from the door, and I prepared it six months ago.
“I gave this stone to your boss. I’m sorry.
We threw stones on the front of the front of the car and made a sound.
“and tell Mahoney to get away from me. I’m sorry.
“I’ve been with pigs and I’ve never been with them. I’m sorry.
I thought the assistant was too angry to speak, and who knows what’s going on behind him?
“The original message is transmitted. I laughed.
“The original message is transmitted. I’m sorry.
The assistant left in a dented black sedan.
I went to the table and I found Zhang Yang sitting in my seat and the windmill was picked up.
He passed over an apple, “Do you eat?” I’m sorry.
I picked up the windmill and I went in, “No, I can’t.” I’m sorry.
In the afternoon, bamboo Qing was about to be born, a month before the due date.
The birth attendant of the Ministry of Health in the village arrived, and I was worried that I had no knowledge of production and could only encourage her with her hands.
“You’re too young. The pelvis is not big enough. The midwife says:
Grandma, please help! All grown-ups must be safe! I’m sorry.
I listened to her screaming, and I held her hand and I kept asking for a delivery.
I know, if only one, they’ll keep small.
“All right, all right, I know. I’ll do my best. I’m sorry.
The more blood is flowing, the lower body of the girl is almost immersed in blood.
“It’s gonna be okay. It’s gonna be okay. You’ll be okay if you listen to the midwife. I’m sorry.
I cried so fast that she had two hands in her hands and she had to pull out two holes.
“There’s too much blood. I’m sorry.
“Sister Nam…”
“I’m here. I’m sorry.
“I’m afraid…”
“No, no, I’m here, no…”
“Be with me…”
“Okay, I’ll stay with you. I’ll stay with you. I’m sorry.
Baby’s first cry, so clear, so loud. The sun is fine outside the window and the mother and daughter are safe.
She’s been holding her kids, seeing girls, and she’s disappointed.
Takeshi’s holding my hand, “Thank you. I’m sorry.
After the birth of the child, the bamboo was much weaker, and I caught the pheasant with Asako.
Asako is the daughter of a silly girl, because she can’t sell her face because she can’t sell it. She lived in a temple, where she had been begging for years, where I and Miss Zhou used to bring her food and clothes. Asako always sheds tears and tears, saying that she prayed for us every day when we were not here, hoping that our wishes would soon come true.
But even though it was a temple, there was no Buddha statue, and the whole house was shaking, and the rain was leaking, and only red cloths were hanging, and candles were placed on the dome, to be considered a place of prayer.
“Does this red cloth work?” I asked Miss Chow more than once.
“Please be honest. When you can’t believe anything, you can only believe in ghosts. I’m sorry.
It took almost a full day to catch a chicken, and I was so numb to my legs that I waited until a beautiful rooster got into the net.
“Asako, have you seen Zhou lately? I’m sorry.
“No, it’s been a long time. I’m sorry.
“Did something happen to you? I’m sorry.
“No way, the village must have known. I’m sorry.
“What are you talking about? I’m sorry.
“Come on, check tomorrow. I’m sorry.
At the end of January, the old lady started to drink the full moon.
I’m finally making a windmill. I’m playing with a windmill. She’s always laughing.
“Didn’t you name it yet?”
“When it’s full moon, take it.” I’m sorry.
The bamboo purified on my shoulder, and it’s been red these days.
“Will you stay with me? I’m sorry.
When she was a mother, she had more time to be silent, and she didn’t know what to think.
“Hmm. I’m sorry.
I raised the windmill and waved to the warm evening.
Soon, wait, soon.
Eleven.
A few days before the full moon, Asako came to me.
Sister Nam, it’s bad! I’m sorry.
There’s something wrong with Miss Chow! I went to her house for days without seeing her and thought it might have something to do with Mr. Ma. I went to that little house and I didn’t find her. I was going to leave, and I heard the chain drag, and it took me a long time to see Zhou’s sister. I’m sorry.
As if I had been struck by thunder, I was all numb, and I came in to get some food and iodine.
“Go and send it to Zhou and be careful not to be seen. Tell her I’ll cook her vegetables on February 12th, tell her not to die. I’m sorry.
February 12th, Sunshine, Springs, everything recovers.
At noon, the yard door was knocked on.
“Hello, we’re here for the viewing team, and I don’t know if we can manage a meal at a price. I’m sorry.
My granddaughter’s a full moon. I’m sorry.
The old lady greeted them, and I brought tea and water, and the camera team took many pictures of the granddaughter and promised to wash them for the old lady later.
“That’s a coincidence. We’ve made it. I’m sorry.
“Yeah, yeah, if you don’t mind, come and have a full moon at night. I’m sorry.
“That’s wonderful. I’m sorry.
I watched the bottom of the kettle get red and squeezed a few cups of tea.
This so-called camera team is composed of five men, one of them Aya and four of them plainclothes policemen.
He was my boyfriend before he was abducted.
Two years ago, when I was working in town, I borrowed the band’s phone and called him.
After a few days, I spent 10 minutes in the margins of the helpers to meet Ahai who had arrived in town.
After being trafficked, I met him for the first time.
“Did you tell your parents? I’m sorry.
“No, I’m afraid they’ll worry. We’ll wait until it’s over. I’m sorry.
“Have you thought about it? If you want to go, I can take you now. I’m sorry.
“I’m two years behind and I’m gonna fucking stab them, you know! But I can’t. I can only do this. I’m sorry.
“If we want to get these people out of here, I must have evidence and not give them any chance to escape. I’m sorry.
I hold my hand tight and hate is meant to grow mad in my heart, and I want to see for myself the two demons that are burning me to hell.
He’s staring at the cup, not talking.
“Sorry again, I’m sorry.”
“It’s okay, I’m sorry. You’re not easy alone. I’ll help you. It’ll be all right. I’ll wait for the day you come back. I’m sorry.
He came over to hold me, gently slapd my back, and I cried.
When I returned to Hill Creek, I hid an old-age machine and kept it off.
After confirming that the full moon and two liquor dealers would also be present, I called Aeroplane and waited for February 12th.
The full moon is a hot place, with almost all the people of the village gathering together, and the old people are busy, and the whole people look good.
The children were breast-fed in their bedrooms, sitting in the halls and cutting apples.
“Will you eat?”
“Eat it. I’m sorry.
I took two bites and there was only chewing in the hall.
“Sister Nam, the child can’t sleep. I want to take her out for a breath. I’m sorry.
“Go. I’m sorry.
The night was hot, the child fell asleep, and I had a chat with Takeshi.
“What was your most painful time, Nam? I’m sorry.
“It’s probably the most painful part of the time when they came here, because they were afraid that I would run, they wouldn’t leave me alone, and it’s common to scold me, and they could only eat the stale buns and soup at noon every day. I’m sorry.
“What about now? Want to go back? I’m sorry.
“Don’t you want to?”
She was silent for a moment and said, “But I can’t go back. I’m sorry.
My heart made a big profit, somehow.
She went on to say, “I am a tumbled gill and soup, I am a rose and lily crawling with eggs, and I am a North Star that is present in the cities of the flames and nobody can see nor need it.” I’m sorry.
I know that. It’s “The First Lover’s Paradise.”
“Have you ever been raped?”
I was silent, and I was forced to take the role from the very beginning, when I was selling my body to survive, and then I was numb and indifferent, out of habit or assimilation, and I was not sure, perhaps, of both.
For Nam, being alive is the first thing, even if there is a reluctance to resist or to reject.
Whether the body and soul are complete is second class.
“You see, you haven’t experienced those things, you have nothing to worry about, being sold here, it’s just a nightmare in your life. If you go back, your life can go on. “But how can I go back?” I’m sorry.
I stopped, and I didn’t know we were at the creek: “There’s still hope if you want to live.”
“Yeah, every time you say that, it’s me who doesn’t want to go back. I can’t go back. Tell me how to go back and take the kid. How will I live?”
The baby was woken up by her yelling, and a wailing cry.
Every time you say that, I feel pity for my filthy existence. I’ve been turned over. Do you know how that feels? You don’t understand. You’re clean. I’m crippled. I’m sorry.
“Do you know how it feels to be torn apart? You don’t know anything, you haven’t seen anything! I’m sorry.
And I looked in her eyes and saw the two mudslides of black and dark, and under them were hot red mud, boiling over and over and over again, condensing over and over and over and over again, and turning it into thick mud.
This happens silently in the night that I do not know, and grows unwittingly savagely, like the hatred in my heart.
“I know what you’re going to do. You fell asleep one night and said you’d take me home. I’m sorry.
“Thank you. I’m sorry.
She reached out and gently touched my cheek.
I can’t say a word. I just feel like a thunderstorm.
“But Nam, it’s too late. I knew when it happened. I’m sorry.
“You take care of me every time, this time, you must live with me.” I’m sorry.
She jumped in the water with her children, and the water splattered, while the baby’s crying disappeared, as if it had suddenly been covered in her mouth or had suddenly cut her neck.
I reached out with my hands to catch something, but I couldn’t grab anything, and I looked at the cleavages.
12
There’s only one thought left in my mind to save people.
One can save one, save one, save another from the abyss.
I was shocked to think of Miss Chow.
I ran to that dark and yellow house, and there was no one around, and I ate full moon wine, and the lights were not on. The house was the same, but the light was not on.
I went to the bottom, and the blood on the ground was getting deeper, and the girl was kneeling on her knees in the corner of the wall, with her hair in front of her head, a long skirt full of cracks, like a whip.
“I’m coming. I held her gently: “Didn’t we agree to go together?” I’m sorry.
She’s completely cold, without any strength, totally on me.
“Speak, why don’t you talk…”
I was suddenly afraid that I would not come earlier to save her, that she would not resist, that I would miss the ring because of my plan.
“You haven’t seen the mountains in the north… my cooking is delicious, you haven’t eaten…”
In addition to Zhang Yang and Tai, Zhou was the longest known person in the village.
A man with the same ambition, a man who will always be warm, who will tell me to run when I get close to the pigsty, who will tell Zhang that I was lost instead of running away, who will secretly bring me the insemination medicine, who will always take me to the temple to pray, and who will always bring hot pies to the little ash.
Such a beautiful life, a man who lives at the bottom of a abyss and always aspires to light.
“Cough and die a little later…”
Miss Zhou coughed some blood and I laughed.
“That son-of-a-bitch, he’ll pay him ten times as much as he wants. I’m sorry.
“What time is it? I’m sorry.
I looked up at the hanger and said, “Twenty past eight. I’m sorry.
Aero said it was 8:30, and I wonder if we can catch the traffickers.
I told Miss Chow about the arrest plan.
“Beware of that Ryung, he’s very vigilant… There’s oil and a lighter. Burn his car. Don’t let him get away.”
“All right, you wait here. We’ll find you when we’re done. I’m sorry.
I pulled a chain, a chain with a big arm, and I put it on Zhou’s ankle.
“Don’t bother, call the police…”
“Wait, don’t die. You’re dead, and ten horses can’t pay for it. I’m sorry.
“How could he die … I can’t afford to. I’m sorry.
I ran to the full moon bar, looking for a car that had finally found the traffickers, a car that had been lying to countless poor people.
The car was parked in a remote area, and no one would notice that I had poured oil on it, quickly threw away the lighter, the fire quickly burned, and the car was dried up by the tongue.
In the remote part of the village, it was not easy for him to find a car to escape, even if he immediately found something.
“It’s you, Gao Su-North. I’m sorry.
I shivered back and turned on that face with a huge hawk nose.
“Whoever dared to call the police to arrest me and burn my car? You’re just like four years ago. I’m sorry.
“You know me?”
I tried to keep myself from showing fear and forced myself to look at those bad eyes.
“I don’t care if I don’t know you, but I think you’ve had enough. I’m sorry.
The delay failed, and he showed me a dagger.
“Help! I’m sorry.
I’ll run, I’ll run, I’ll run, I’ll run, I’ll run, I’ll run, I’ll run, I’ll run, I’ll run.
But soon I was chased by him and covered my mouth.
“Is Huangquan Road so unfaithful?” Why don’t you take a knife down? I’m sorry.
Save me. Somebody save me. I don’t want to die. I’ve been through four years.
And We looked up hard, and looked at the lights, not far away, and the moon was full of wine.
I can’t make a sound, I can’t stop shaking my head, I can’t stop crying down.
The silver dagger waved to me, and the blade came closer to my neck.
“Let her go!”
The people who choked me suddenly let go and I looked forward to seeing those who came to me.
It’s Jan.
Brother Leung grazed the blood from Zhangyang’s mouth and watched him so badly.
“You’ll die for her! I’m sorry.
Run, Nam!
I’m going to ask for help as fast as I can.
This house is already two short. Don’t be so cruel.
When the police arrived, Zhang Yang was put on the ground, and the dagger continued to stab his body.
Zhang Yang!
I’m not allowed to come.
Police! Freeze!
Zhang Yang!
Blood covered my feet, reded all February.
13
My name is Gao Qi, and I was trafficked four years ago.
Four years later, the traffickers were in a nest and I returned to my homeland.
Two months after Zhang Yang ‘ s death, I went back to Hill Creek to visit the old lady, who fainted on the spot when she learned of the death of three people, was taken to hospital for treatment and stayed a month before leaving the hospital. After that, it was a day and a day, and the hair quickly turned to silver.
Zhang, Zhang, we want sugar! I’m sorry.
It’s the kids.
“Ah, sugar… sugar…”
The old lady just repeats their words and stands there.
The kids didn’t react. They laughed and ran away.
I did some chores for her, and I didn’t know what to say to her, and she didn’t seem to want to talk to me, just staring away.
I found a paper windmill under the pillows of the cabin, which had been removed, and had been broken into pieces in colour and written on it.
“They crawled out of hell and dragged me to the bottom. It’s full of gills, black things crawling on me, and the whole man gets eaten clean. I’m sorry.
“They came in and they called me a disgrace.” I’m sorry.
“I seem to have died long ago, dozens of times, every time torn in half. I’m sorry.
“You won’t save me because you’re afraid to die. I’m sorry.
“I can’t live clean, I can still die clean and leave nothing behind. I’m sorry.
It’s another year, and he came to me and told me he was getting married.
It’s a colleague of his unit, two of whom have been talking for four years.
I am pleased to wish him happiness and to make an excuse to throw away the invitation to drink.
Six months later, I got a call from Asako, who came to town, and she told me to go back and see the old lady, and she said she was dying.
When I got there, the old lady was lying on the bed dying. Asako stood by the bed, saw me come in and walked out.
“Mom…” I called, I didn’t know what to say.
The old lady turned to me, and his pants and legs rolled up, showing a big, scary old scar on his legs, like a burn.
She twitchedly pulled a yellow and wrinkled note from under the pillow, and it said, “Shalan heart, floating Liang County.”
I just feel like I have a short chest, and suddenly I think of what Zhang Yang said a long time ago:
“The women here are sold.”
“Son … for all these years, you have suffered. I’m sorry.
“When I die, will you help me…”
Her voice was getting weaker, and I had to post it.
“You say. I’m sorry.
“Help me go home…”
I’m red-eyeed, and it’s coming down.
“You sing… it’s good, sing again, I’ll listen…”
I remember singing in the small square of town that day, the shadow of the old lady’s passing away, listening to me sing in silence and leaving quietly.
“Can you hear the brightest star in the night…”
The house was cold and leaves were blown and sands were blown.
“The one who looked upon, the lonely and the sighs in his heart…”
My voice has been shaking and I’ve been singing a song.
The old lady smiled and fell asleep forever.
I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
