My bed is on top of a headless ghost.
Night and night: double-killing of humanity
I was standing on my bed with a headless ghost.
Lightning thunders and the sun shines in most of the rooms.
I looked at the light, and her face grew on her empty head.
Crying.
(i)
My name is Lin Laifu, and a girl named Tubba.
My brother’s name is Zhou Fu.
My dad didn’t want me to be the Zhou’s kid, so he gave me his mother’s last name.
But my mom probably wouldn’t want me to be her daughter.
I’ve been a little weak, thin since I was a kid, and occasionally I’ve met something dirty.
Then my family asked me for a charm and I’d take it with me a lot.
But she’s… a little different.
A week ago, I first saw her.
She turned around her neck without a head, appeared before me in a darkness, and reached out to my chest with a sharp arm in the gill that could be shown on her cell phone, without a word.
I was scared and screamed.
“Aah! I’m sorry.
“What’s wrong? “My mother came in and frowned her eyebrow and turned on the lights of my room.
“Damn it, your brother’s still learning how to shout! “My father followed me and looked me up and down.
“I’m…” went beyond everything and closed my eyes, and I said, “I ran into something that wasn’t clean. I’m sorry.
“Aigoo, didn’t I ask you for a charm? “My mother is impatient to look at me.
“Your brother’s going to take a high test next year. I’m sorry.
My dad ran my mom out of the house and closed my room.
In silence, the headless body was still before my eyes.
It seems that her horns can roll into my face, bringing cold air.
And I sat down on the ground, closed my eyes, and I grabbed a note from my chest, pushing it forward, without regard, trying to keep her away from me with force that did not exist.
She’s still in front of me.
I held my doll to death, still afraid to open my eyes or even breathe.
This is my home, my family outside the door, the body I dare not face.
I can’t talk.
Because no one cares, no one will believe, no one will care.
Even if my brother was just about to take his 300-point grades, and I graduated from first-class college and now I’m in a very good paycheck with my heart company.
Today is the first time I’ve been home since six months.
Tomorrow, New Year’s Eve.
There was a piece of paper floating in front of me, and I was stiff, or did I use the light to identify the watermark on the paper?
“The charm is fake, don’t cry. I’m sorry.
My hands were shaking, and I threw a piece of paper in a trash can, and I ran into a shelter.
The sound of Thisisoso stopped for a while, and I couldn’t sleep until it was covered.
She never showed up for two days.
It’s just…
There have been other situations, including, but not limited to, … there is always a wind blowing over the head at night; lights in the room are dazzling; sleep is always awakening, etc.
For the third time I was scared of my own heart when I was napping.
Come out! * I’m low on the sound but I can’t control the fire *
Maybe because it’s daylight, I can’t see any of her shadows.
“Why do you keep bothering me? I’m sorry.
No one answered me, I was alone in the air.
After that, a piece of paper with the same water stain fell before my eyes.
“I need your help. I’m sorry.
“What if I don’t help?” he says. If I don’t help you, do you still follow me? I’m sorry.
There was no sound in the room and only cold winds outside the window kept blowing through the window.
For a long time, new water marks appeared on the paper: “It’s not easy, but I’ll do it.” Because you’re the only one who can help me. I’m sorry.
(ii)
I sat outside the door on the rocks and I repeatedly confirmed it to her.
“I just need to do three things for you, right? I’m sorry.
“Hmm. I’m sorry.
The water marks on the paper are so thin that it’s almost invisible.
So I looked up at the sun above my head, and I ignored the little discomfort in my heart, and said to myself, “One, find a picture; two, go to a place; and three, seek a measure.” That’s it, right?”
“Hmm. I’m sorry.
It took a long time for the water marks to increase a point, which is still not clear.
I turned around and looked around, and I thought she was hiding under the door.
And I turned to my head, and I was right at the beginning, and the spirits could not walk under the sun for long.
In that case, as soon as tomorrow’s time comes, we’ll find a reason to leave at noon.
Don’t touch anything dirty.
Being haunted is not a good thing.
I made up my mind, and I was going to go back to the house for a little while, and I didn’t get up, and I got stuck with a pair of cold hands.
I was sweaty, and every hole was open and cold sweat came out of my head.
I haven’t done anything yet.
“Foot. A kind voice came from behind me.
“Mom.” I’m sorry.
“Hey, my mom stung my head like when I was a kid and laughed at me.
I’m a little dazed, maybe the sun’s burning, and I even want to cry.
My mother sat by me with a smile, whispering to me like a normal mother and daughter, asking me if I’d be okay at the company. Did anyone bully me? Did you have a relationship?
This scene is as enchanted as the warm sun in winter, and I am intoxicated in it, and I respond with a warm voice: “Well, well, no one has bullied me, no one has worked hard, no one has fallen in love, but there are already people who love me.” I’m sorry.
I’d love to tell my mother how good my boy is, shining like a star.
But I didn’t have time.
“Mom, the man I love…
“Fook, you’re good now. Don’t worry. Mom’s worried about your brother now.”
My mouth bends down, and I can’t even keep my face smiling, but I’m still in control, “Mom, listen to me.”
Can you finish?
“Foo, you’ve been good since you were a kid, Mom never worries, but your brother is different. I’m sorry.
I knew the result, and I still wanted to try it again.
I said, “How can I help him?” I’m sorry.
My mother listened to me and her eyes were lit up, and she said, “Oh, my goodness, Mom knows you’re a good boy. You should have saved a lot of money this year. Take it out a little bit, and Mom will send your brother to town to make amends. I’m sorry.
Maybe it’s cold winter months, I’m like a cave.
She didn’t say a word. I just stepped out of school and went into society, I lived alone and I worked so hard until late at night.
She asked me on a routine basis, not even waiting for my answer, and asked me for a year of sweat money.
I looked into her eyes and I began to think, “Did she look so bright, when she mentioned me?”
Just mention me.
Nothing.
Never.
(iii)
One second, I just said that my hand wasn’t big enough, and she turned around and left a cold phrase: “The white-eyed wolf! I don’t know where the money is going! I’m sorry.
It was dark early in the winter, and soon after noon the sun was gone, and I turned back to my house with a frozen body.
Just close the door, and I was shocked.
“What are you doing? “I look like I have no head, but I turn around and I’m sweaty.
I didn’t until today have the fear of taking a look at her clothes, pure white, more like…the covers?
It’s red with the stars, like blood.
She had no head, and only one body swayed in my unlighted room.
I’m gonna blow my head off!
It’s hard to reach out and turn on the light, light up around and spread a little fear.
Water-stained paper appears before my eyes again, and I ignore the cold sweat that comes on my body and reach for it.
“Photo, bottom of the drawer in the lobby. I’m sorry.
I’ve been tightening my hands and squeezing the corner of the paper.
Who is she?
How do you know there’s a drawer in my house and how many floors?
I don’t even know what’s in the bottom drawer.
Because my parents won’t let me in.
I turned my eyes and mobilized all my brain cells to think of solutions.
I just turned down my mother’s money, so now I don’t want to disobey my mother’s orders.
And in front of this ghost…
And I swallowed it quietly, and opened my mouth and said, “What is that drawer?” I’m sorry.
The ghost in front of her was clearly restless, she was moving more and more, and she was dripping in her body as she moved.
Although she was unable to speak, I saw her impatience in her increasing pace.
I took a step back and didn’t want to promise her so easily.
She suddenly stopped and took a big step towards me.
The body without a skull appeared only a few centimetres from the tip of my nose.
My subconscious holds my breath and closes my eyes, but it still smells like rotting corpses.
I can’t close my eyes. It’s just a sight.
The marks on the ghost’s neck were all full, as if they had been cut with a knife.
(iv)
We’re so close, I can feel her anger.
The light on the top of the head was dazzling and the wind struck me with greater urgency.
And the bells of the ears are ringing, and We hear only the beating of its heart.
“I’ll help you! I’ll help you! I’m sorry.
My cold sweat flows down my chest, completely losing my ability to refuse.
Pressure drop!
I sat down against the wall, calming myself.
I almost jumped off the floor.
I turned my eyes and I didn’t say anything.
Are you sleeping?
Zhou Fu’s voice came in from the door.
I had some sad thoughts that, although I would not admit it, Zhou Fook was the only family that would knock on my door.
“Yes. I’ll answer him in cold.
And he knocks upon Our door unstintingly.
Can I come in?
I got up and opened the door. I’m sorry.
“Sister, I have something to say to you. I’m sorry.
I haven’t seen Zhou Fu for six months, and he’s a lot taller than me.
“You won’t talk to your brother? “My mother looked out of the kitchen and cried from a distance.
I put up with my grievances and let Zhou go into the room.
Zhou Fook’s left hand is holding on to the right hand, and it looks a little restless.
I stood far away from him and watched him play in cold.
“Mom said it today and don’t take it seriously. I’m sorry.
He said that.
“Chou Fook, I’ll be rich and I won’t give you a lesson. What do you want from me? I don’t want to talk to him.
I cannot forget what he took from me again and again.
As a child, most of all… the love of parents.
“I just want you to take care of yourself, sister. Zhou Fook seems guilty and says he’s still low, and I just want to finish this conversation quickly.
And I said, “That’s it. I’m sorry.
Look at his step-by-step step-by-step, and I’m thinking about it.
“Chou Fook, can you do me a favor? I’m sorry.
If I go to the photo and it’s found out, it’s probably more than a curse.
But it would be easier if Zhou Fung was famous.
(v)
At night, I used the moonlight to touch the house.
The drawer is locked, and I’ve got the key Zhou Fu stole from my mother today, and I’m gonna snap it into the lock.
The key’s teeth are a bit dull because they’ve been out of work for too long, and I can only touch them a little.
I didn’t wring right until I couldn’t reach it.
“Ooh! I’m sorry.
The sound is even more visible in the night, and I feel like my heart is still beating for a second.
Two seconds later, I made sure there wasn’t any response in the room, and I started again.
Suddenly…
“Who’s out there? “There’s a fine voice coming, and I’m judging by experience.
My dad turned over and my mom started to get dressed and go out.
I know I should leave, but I feel like I’ve taken root and I can’t walk.
It’s like going back to your childhood, to your seven or eight-year-olds, trying to go through their own lockers and looking curious.
Before I reached the bottom of the closet, I was thrown over the floor.
“What’s wrong with you? “I’ve been scolded by my father before I could contest it.”
My mother wanted to say something to me, but her eyes saw the album I pulled out of the bottom of the cabinet, and her face changed.
“Go back to your room! I’m sorry.
I cried for a long time that day, and no one came to me.
People always learn to remember. I knew that day. The bottom of the closet couldn’t move.
As I always knew, Zhou Fook and I were not comparable.
“Mom, it’s me.” Zhou Fook opened his mouth and said, “I’ll find a pen, I’ll drop it this morning, don’t come out. I’m sorry.
“Oh, go to bed early, don’t learn too late. I’m sorry.
I listened to the noise in the room, walking, slippers, sleeping in bed…
Until the silence returns.
My face is a little stiff.
Again and again, I should have known.
Not all children are children, not all parents are parents.
I looked at that door for a long time and Zhou Fook looked at me and we didn’t talk.
Until there was a coldness, and the ghost came to me.
She stood in silence, neither walking nor writing, but standing beside me.
I think she’s comforting me.
(vi)
And the moon was bright, and I saw the album.
The ghost told me that she wanted the photo on the last page of the album.
I can’t look so closely. I turned my instincts to the last page of the page and I quickly recovered everything.
Sister…
“Go back to your room. Don’t tell Mom and Dad about today. I’m sorry.
I took the photo upside down, with a bow, and Zhou Fook whispered behind me, saying, “Don’t worry, I won’t say a word.” I’m sorry.
I turned around and looked at him, bit on my lips, or slapped Zhou Fu on the shoulder.
This is the first time I’ve ever felt good for Zhou Fong.
When Zhou Fu was born, I was six.
My mom told me to get out of my way.
Since then, I’ve never given him milk powder.
By the time he grew up, he liked to haunt me, and I put him on the ground because he was too small, my dad gave me a big foot, and I had a tattoo on my chest for two weeks.
I haven’t held him since.
When I was in junior high, Zhou Fook had a bad grades, and my parents talked about not giving me any more if I couldn’t get my exams, so Zhou Fook could go to private school.
I bit my teeth and got into a good school.
Then I never asked for money.
What does Zhou Fu mean to me?
The fists on your body, the roar in your head and the fate of which you cannot choose.
He’s almost the name of my tears, my anger and my resentment.
Solo’s not my brother, but he’s my brother.
A mother and a mother, blood thicker than water.
We have a similar face, but we have a heart that is never accessible.
We can only turn our backs to each other and go further and further.
I went back to my room and I didn’t turn on the light and looked at that picture by the window.
The headless ghost stood by me silently.
I was careful to identify the people in the photos.
Sitting on my father’s right, standing on my mother’s right, standing on my left, I look small and I’m three or four.
My mom… is pregnant.
I thought about it in my head, but I didn’t have it.
Turn the picture over. It says: “In 1980.”
That year, I was four.
Zhou Fu was born when I was six.
Then this child in my mother’s belly…
Who is it?
The moon shines like it shines all the truth in this world.
I slowly turned to the woman who was standing by my side, pointing at my mother’s belly in the photograph and saying, “Is that you?” I’m sorry.
For a moment, I saw a piece of paper, a drop of water, a word.
“Yes. I’m sorry.
(vii)
Once again, I grabbed the paper in my hand, and I didn’t know how to react.
The body standing in front of me is my dead sister.
But I don’t remember that part at all.
And We apologized to her, whispering, “I’m sorry, I don’t remember. I’m sorry.
The ghost swayed her body, but I realized it was a handshake.
She’s saying it’s okay.
“I… don’t have any memories before I’m five, maybe too small, I don’t remember. I’m sorry.
I’m pale and I’m confused.
The female ghost just stood up and said nothing else, and we were all quiet.
There was a red lantern in the courtyard, and she was covered in red.
“Why are you doing this? I’m sorry.
I’m pointing at her.
She stopped swinging and writing.
She started to be silent.
“Why don’t you go?”
She’s still silent.
“What can’t be put down?” I’m sorry.
She moved softly and put a piece of paper in front of me.
“I can’t go. There are two more things. I’m sorry.
I understand immediately.
She said she wanted to go, but she couldn’t.
She said she could go after the other two things.
Once again I looked at her empty head, and I looked at her body, and I looked at her, and I looked at her body, and I looked at her body, and I looked at her.
A strong sense of guilt engulfed me.
I sat on the bed and filmed the place next to the clapping, indicating her to come and sit.
Although there’s no relationship with Zhou Fu, every time I get beaten up, I think, “Would it be better if I had a sister?”
It may be too late, but I want to get along with her before I finish.
The ghost swayed and saw her answer before I asked.
“Water. I’m sorry.
I stomped under her feet, and a water stain was formed.
However, as I can see, these water stains will not leave traces for too long and will soon disappear.
It’s just that it’s on the ground.
Maybe it’s something else on fabric.
I looked at where she was at for a long time, and I suddenly appeared.
I look up slowly and adjust my breath to ask, “Is there water where we’re looking? I’m sorry.
Her body is strung up.
I swallowed my saliva and softened my voice and asked, “The river on the east side of the village, right? I’m sorry.
Water coagulation.
“Yes. I’m sorry.
I leaned back with my elbow, and the river on the east side of the village was strange, and every year people drowned in it, children, adults, water, water.
It’s always inexplicably carried into the river and turned into a corpse when you land.
Such dangerous places have existed for so many years.
The old man in the village said the river made a sin, killed a sin!
The woman who believed in Buddha said: “It was not the river who created iniquity, but man who created it.” Jesus Christ!
(viii)
I’ve never been to that river because I’m scared.
When I was a kid, I always heard the old man say that the river smokes women’s spirits.
Ten ghosts and nine women.
So I never go.
But now I’m ready to go.
At dawn, I started to prepare.
The shovels in the backyard, the silk bags on the outside of the yard and the peach clubs on the outside.
“Sister” looked at what was in my hand for a long time and turned around and disappeared before my eyes.
She didn’t say anything, and I still felt like she turned her eyes on me.
The air is embarrassing.
And I thought about it or explained: “This is not for you, but for the river-proofing ghosts. I’m sorry.
The paper fell out of front, and it was blank.
After a moment, there were six drops of impartial water.
“…”
More embarrassing.
I tried to find something else, and I asked her, “What’s your name?” I’m sorry.
I’m sorry, my mother and my parents kept her quiet for years.
I got a bad subject.
Touching my nose, I calmed down and waited until dark.
We’re going to find her body tonight.
She said she was in that river.
I said I’ll take you home.
Long breath, I’ve got a shovel on my back and I’ve drilled out the back door.
The moment I walked out of the house, I felt the sound of thinness behind me.
I looked back with a sharp look, “Who?”
Then behind him he was silent, and there was none.
I’ve been holding my breath for a long time and I haven’t had a sound.
I slowly laid down my heart and walked out with my hands and feet.
My heart beats like thunder, and I bit my lips tight.
I spoke to my sister and tried to spread a little tension.
“Hey, will I die?”
She’s been walking around a little bit.
“No, I won’t. I’m sorry.
“It’s always dangerous. I’m sorry.
I’m still sweating.
I looked at the clear water in front of me and thought that if I died today, I would have to accompany her in the palace.
She stood on the right hand one step before me and turned half of her body to me.
I’m a bit of a systeal, and I’m beginning to see a few memories in my head.
A baby with a big palm, lying on a cold plate, with a weak hand down below, a bloodbath on his neck, half of his body, in my direction.
Step away, I dare not go forward.
A fragrance came up from the bottom of my feet, and the blood began to flow backwards, and the memory that was lost began to hit my brain.
Tears suddenly swept my eyes.
My mom had a baby when I was four and she was born just after.
That day I passed by the village’s entrance, and my name was shouted out: “Lifu, your mother is coming.” I’m sorry.
I ran home, threw myself in Grandma’s arms and blinked and said, “Grandma, am I going to have a brother or sister?” I’m sorry.
Don’t be ridiculous! You have a brother! Grandma took a look at me and let go of my hand to help in the house. “I’ll never forgive you if you talk to me like that! I’m sorry.
Before leaving, she left a sentence like that.
I sat outside the door room with my mouth shut, and I couldn’t make a sound.
And I started praying that my mother would give birth to a boy.
The child was so full of shit, as if his heart was against my family, that we finally heard the baby’s cry from dark until dawn.
And there’s only one baby crying.
We heard the saying: “A daughter.” I’m sorry.
After that, there was a long silence.
(ix)
The baby cried for a long time, and I was afraid to move forward.
The atmosphere is a little strong.
In silence, the first voice came from Grandma, who said, “The child cannot stay.” I’m sorry.
My mother was with her: “Just send it away. I’m sorry.
“That’s right behind her. There’s a doll coming! I’m sorry.
Grandma looked down and couldn’t see her face.
I can only hear voices, and I’m already shaking.
My mother asked, “What about it? I’m sorry.
What do we do?
Grandma looked up, and I finally saw her face, and she was face-to-face, like a witch who ate people in a storybook.
“Go back to the house and come to Fook and go to sleep. I’m sorry.
My heart beats like a huge pressure over me and I can’t breathe.
I obeyed with my heart and turned to the house.
It’s like the most beautiful light before the end of the story.
I was so anxious to close my eyes.
I slowly opened my eyes when the footsteps of my ears became remote again.
I thought I’d get up and chase out.
I think, if my dad’s gonna take her somewhere, I gotta remember.
That’s my sister. Go and see her more later.
I’m very light-footed, afraid of the man in front of me.
Everyone in the house gets weird, like a black fog.
And there is no doubt that the black fog will turn into a red fire, and it will burn me out.
My dad couldn’t walk fast enough to get to the woodhouse outside the yard.
I swallowed my mouth and hid outside the door and watched the scene only through the cracks.
Why send my sister here?
It’s where you chop up meat when you kill pigs.
Next second…
Then red blood sprung out and stinged red to wash my soul.
I wanted to scream but I couldn’t make a sound.
Hands on the knife and the baby’s head rolls to my feet.
His body was thin, his hands were weak and his neck was bleeding out.
Eyes… looking at me.
We met…
Sister.
Tears slid from my eyes.
The night of her birth, as it is today, was full of moonlight.
The night of silence is like an all-embracing sin, and the light of tenderness is like blood, violence, and pain that shines.
I asked her. What’s your name?
She’s just silent.
But she has a name.
And I remember when my mother used to rub her belly and say, “Chou Fook, hurry up. I’m sorry.
She should be called Zhou Fu.
If everything goes well, Zhou Fu should be her name.
She came to the world in peace and security, but died just because of a girl before the sun rose.
Loss of name, loss of life.
And lost…
Right to life.
X
And when the sky will become gray, the moon will be buried behind a cloud.
I cried in silence.
I can’t say I’m sorry.
When I woke up, I lost that memory.
Including when my mother was pregnant, when I met that sister and my father, who killed her.
My brain has it all shielded, forgotten, wiped out.
To keep me alive,
As a girl… live.
The clouds flash, the cold dawns.
The night suddenly changed its face.
There’s cold liquid hitting me in the face, it should be snow.
I took two steps forward, cold winter months, and a thin layer of ice over the water.
I broke it with a shovel, one foot into the cold water.
When I touched the ground on my feet, I realized that the water was only on the calves.
The cold wrapped around my ankle like a snake, so my body began to tremble a little.
Not far away, she’s stuck.
“Is this it?”
Her horn swayed softly, silently saying yes.
I knocked the shovel down, knocked it off the ice, knocked it off the land, until the moment when it fell, I got so sick.
It’s a box.
Woodbox.
Locked.
I put it on the ground and I tried to break it with a shovel.
“What are you doing? “The sound, the scene, the man.
I didn’t look up or go on with my moves, locked up so old, it just went off.
My mom’s voice keeps coming in my ear.
Put that down!
My dad’s voice is thicker, and he’s yelling like he can come up and eat me in the next second.
“You bastard! I said put that down!”
I’m not listening.
Just opened the box.
A pile of broken bones, a baby’s body.
It’s covered with a yellow piece of paper that disappears in the cold as I open the box.
Blink without a trace.
“Look for a picture, go somewhere, beg for a charm. I’m sorry.
“I can’t go. There are two more things. I’m sorry.
“It’s not the river that made it. It’s man-made. I’m sorry.
Words and phrases are linked to the truth.
Over the river, it seems that countless souls emerge.
Crying in the moonlight.
The river is shallow, only to the calves of adults, but with so many babies.
They were placed in this box, sealed with paper, and cut off the way to life.
The silver locks outside the box leave them alive and remain in the river.
There is no past, and there is no next life.
Just because they’re girls, girls.
The screams kept coming from before me and my parents were not far away.
They’re coming to grab my hand, but they can’t reach me.
At their feet, the ice is thawing, and it is forming a vortex after the vortex, wiring them into the middle of the river.
They struggled as if the river were going to swallow them alive.
Zhou Fu is still on the shore looking like he’s scared.
The lightning lit me in the middle of the sky, and I looked at the ghost’s empty head, with a face like mine, crying.
I heard my voice in my face, and I couldn’t speak.
We said: “Sister, if you commit murder, will you leave?” I’m sorry.
“Can we go to life?” I’m sorry.
Can you go to a nice house?
“I’ll take you away, okay?”
I can’t say anything else. I’ll take you away.
She turned to me, and my eyes were blurry.
The sky is light, and the water is calmed by impatience.
Like the last light before the end of the story.
Wandering souls, washing sin.
Blood melts into clean snow and drops it on everyone’s face.
I took the box step by step and watched my parents stand up from the river, and we stood up and nobody spoke first.
They looked at the box in my face, like a bomb that was going to explode the next second.
(xi)
Or did my mother speak first, and she said, “Lef, put the box down and put it back. I’m sorry.
I closed my eyes and tried to disperse my sorrow.
“Daddy, Mom,” I said, “Does it matter if I want a boy?” I’m sorry.
“Is it that important?”
Do you need a life for a life?
No one responded to me. We were like four strangers standing at three points on the bank.
But I know very well that if they choose, they will not hesitate to go to Zhou Fu.
I don’t want to be chosen anymore.
“A long time ago, I thought if I behaved better and better, would you treat me like Zhou Fu. I’m sorry.
“And then I found out it wasn’t, even if I had done it better today, I would never be better in your eyes than last week. I’m sorry.
‘Cause I’m a girl. I’m sorry.
I turned to my sister and whispered, “Come, I’ll take you. I’m sorry.
And We looked at my parents far away, and left their last words: “I will never be such a parent afterward.” I’m sorry.
I’ll make my daughter proud to be my child.
I didn’t say that because they never understood.
I went back to my room, packed everything I had, and found that I had nothing, and that room was packed with Zhou Fung’s stuff, and only one bed was left for me.
I dragged my suitcase and burned two clothes not far from home.
“It’s all my old clothes. Put them on.” And I said, “Don’t wear that blanket again.” I’m sorry.
The covering, which had surrounded her from birth, covered with blood, fear and sin.
We should have been thrown away long ago.
Sister…
The smoke of the flames evaporates before my eyes, and Zhou Fook stands before me, and calls me with fear.
I shot my hands and stood up without looking at him and pulled up the suitcase and wanted to leave.
I have to go to the temple in the mountains before dark, where there is a well-known monk, who is the last to come.
I’m gonna go there and beg for a charm.
Sister! I really don’t know! I just don’t care if you go out alone and wake up Mom and Dad and I’ll…
Zhou Fook, I’m so cool, “Do you know why your name is Zhou Fook?” I’m sorry.
And I looked him in the eye and said, “I called Laifu, and there was a girl behind me who was supposed to be Zhoufu when she was born, but because she was a girl, she could not have that name, even life.” I’m sorry.
My voice is a little dumb, or I’m gonna stick to it.
“It’s none of your business. You’re the most precious boy in your family, you’ve never been treated like me since you were a kid. You’re not gonna get yelled at. You’re not gonna be blamed for taking my things. You’ve never wanted to be satisfied. I’m sorry.
“When I was a kid, growing up was money, and I was always behind you. I’m sorry.
“I thought it was right at one time…” I couldn’t see what was before, tears blurted my eyes, but not my memories.
“What makes me think this is right? I’m sorry.
Zhou Fook kept his head down and said nothing.
‘Cause all of you think it’s right! You may feel guilty about me, but you still tell your parents I’m out of the house, because you know that no matter what you do, they don’t blame you! I’m sorry.
“The two of us, I’ll always be responsible for the consequences, and all you have to do is stand there and Mom and Dad will find a reason for you, and for 20 years we’ve all been through this. I’m sorry.
I took a deep breath and said, “I don’t want to go through this anymore. Zhou Fook, remember that you were good to your parents. I’m sorry.
“I’m not coming back. I’m sorry.
I carried my suitcase with my bare hands and held my sister’s hand, walking step by step outside the village.
(xii)
It’s quiet in the temple.
I stood at the door of the door and asked her, “Is this where I pray?” I’m sorry.
She took a step forward, and I took a step forward.
We walked into the temple one before.
Just walk through the threshold and her body disappears.
I’m a little panicking.
Don’t panic. A monk in a robe came out and waved at me. “The master is waiting for you. Come with me. I’m sorry.
I didn’t wait for the opening. My master was just leading the way. I had to follow.
Little Master, come with me…
“And do not worry, for there is no place for her in the clean land of the Buddha. I’m sorry.
I didn’t wait to talk, so I met my teacher.
He looks older, and he’s turning his back on the wooden fish that I knocked on.
We just stood and he opened his mouth.
“And do not fear, for He has asked me to know, that He will go to life.” I’m sorry.
I went one step forward and said, “Change, can we say something? I’m sorry.
“I have something to say. I’m sorry.
The old monk closed his eyes, and said, “My Lord, it is not a good thing to hang on to a ghost, and now that it is clear, do not see him again.” I’m sorry.
“No, Master, no, I have one thing to say. I’m sorry.
“The Lord, the Little Lord has gone…” The old monk struck the woodfish softly and stopped talking.
Gone…
Didn’t I tell you to ask for another charm?
“Don’t ask for a charm? I hear my voice shaking.
It’s not over yet, is it? Why did you leave?
“Master, here” and the little monk who sent me gave me a golden note, dressed in red ropes and shivers.
I looked up a bit, “How can I give it to her?” I’m sorry.
If she’s gone, how can I give it to her?
“Master, this is for you.
I’m a little giddy.
“The charm is fake, don’t cry. I’m sorry.
“The third thing is to ask for a token. I’m sorry.
“Do you pray here?”
“Master, this is for you. I’m sorry.
It was for me at first.
She’s just stuck in the water and she doesn’t need paper to go on her way.
At first… the third thing is for me.
I finally cried in front of the Buddha.
For the sins of my parents and for my own humble escape and for a pure heart of a child.
(xiii)
I lived in the temple all night.
He went back to his room after eating fast food.
I can’t help but wonder where she went and where she was going.
Will we see each other again?
I closed my eyes.
Had a dream.
“Sister. “Someone screams.
I have a strange turn back and want to see who called me.
It’s a girl with beautiful eyes, like me.
“Sister. I’m sorry.
She called me again.
I wanted to talk to her, but the tears fell first.
“Hey. I’m sorry.
“You went to a good place? * My tears are running and trying to see her face * * This is the first time I’ve seen her face *
Look at her, like looking at myself.
“Hmm! * She’s nodding her head and she’s awake. *
“I’ve gone to a good place. I’m sorry.
I followed by noding, “Okay! I’m sorry.
“Go to the sun. Go to the sun. I’m sorry.
Feel the wind of this world, look at the clouds, grow up in the sun!
“Sister, put that away and you can be a normal person after that. She smiled at me.
“Well, I hung on my neck. I’m sorry.
I showed her.
“Why, me?”
I’ve been asking questions.
She looked at me in silence and then came up and looked me in the eye.
She said, “I saw it.”
“What? I’m sorry.
“That day I saw you, I know you forgot, you just forgot. I’m sorry.
She’s down, I can’t see it.
“You’re the only one who doesn’t remember, and everyone else remembers, but pretends not to remember. I’m sorry.
“It’s too cold in the water. I feel cold every day. I just want to see the sun. I’m sorry.
I reached out, tested, shot her shoulder.
“Go to good people, in the next life… go to good people. I’m sorry.
“Sister, can’t you be a girl even if you go to a good family? She raised her head and asked me with wet eyes.
Ain’t nowhere to be a girl.
“If it were to be a boy, wouldn’t that have happened? I’m sorry.
I can’t talk. I can’t talk to this face like me.
All I can do is hold her hand and hold her hand tight, saying, “No! No sister, no…”
What’s that?
I can’t say it.
It’s not your fault.
It’s like talking to her and it’s like talking to yourself.
It’s not.
I won’t.
(XIV)
“Sister, I’m leaving. * She reached out with her hand rubbing my tears * and turned her mouth open and laughed *
She said, “I will bless you.” I’m sorry.
I’ve got to go to a nice house. I’m sorry.
This is the last sentence I want to say. In the next election, we must go to a good family and have a happy life.
She smiled and said yes.
And finally, she said to me, “Son, take hold of the beloved, and the moon is not far away. Come on! I’m sorry.
I’m a flash, she disappears again.
Dreams up, morning up.
Little monk knocks on my door, “Lord, it’s over. Help yourself. I’m sorry.
I watched the sun rising out the window and thought, “Yeah, it’s over.
The phone on the table started to shake, and I picked it up.
“It’s work. Are you back? We’ll have dinner sometime? I’m sorry.
Sister, the moon is not a necessity.
I bless you.
I’m sore and I can’t stop laughing.
“Okay, let’s have dinner. I’m sorry.
The sun rises from the east, and the sun shines.
Everything has a chance to come back.
It’s gonna be okay. It’s gonna be okay.
Yeah?
Note
I worked hard and promoted.
The heart became a pillowman.
It’s really nice.
Later, after five years of marriage, I finally met my children in the hospital.
I’m looking forward to the kids.
A daughter.
There was a red mark on the neck, and the doctor said it was a birthmark.
I said I know.
This is the return of the people.
End of full text
Author: Hit you again.
Case number: YX01PqmjpyYenBdV
The truth.
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