Chapter 29
The girl lying in the streets is coughing vigorously. Some people did not mind her, lying down on the cold concrete.
Some gave him bread. Both warm and cold. Newly-baked, and leftovers.
She ate all of it and laid her wounded body in the concrete. She tried with all her might to make herself comfortable but to no avail. Every part of her aches and she cringes and wails every time she moves her body.
"These tastes okay."
A middle-aged lady motioned to his son and the child walked near her. He stopped and bowed down to her.
Mother and child's POV:
"Mom, that girl looks pitiful. Shouldn't we do something to help her?" He said, holding his mother's arms endearingly, massaging her fingers.
"Of course, my dear son. But you only got some cookies now, and I have some money. What should we give her now, that we can see that she cannot walk on her own?" The mother got hold of some of her money and counted it in front of
Chapter 30 "Let us go, Li Jhie. I need to do something. Quick!" Li Jhie and the servants looked and talked to each other and agreed that the other servant will pull the rickshaw. "You are now really impulsive Master, aren't you? In the past, you don't always bother us when you have something in your mind, and now, you do." "People change, Li Jhie. In the past, I do not care what I have on my mind, as I won't say it. But now, I decided that I should change for the better. I should not bottle up my emotions, as it will bother me eventually, in the future." "And it won't make sense if I will be meek, as I have someone clever and noisy with me. It is as if he hypnotizes me into doing something I should not do. And, being silent and meek about certain things will make my plans fail, and my time here is running out. I should do my best to make things right. I should make difference when I came back here. Being myself as I am in the past will make my tri
Chapter 31 The lotus root and pork soup are now cooked, but it was finished late. The flowers are also already wrapped neatly in the paper. "Let us now go to the girl." Master Qiu rose from his seat. He already finished his tea. Let us now go to the girl I love. "No, Master Qiu. We cannot go out at this wee hour of the morning. Sleep first, and we will re-heat the soup for the poor girl. I should have known that you had some pity for the girl." Li Jhie entered Master Qiu's room and readied neatly his bed. The bedroom looks decent, except that it has uncozy pillows to sleep on. "Hey, Master Qiu, this is your bedroom, right?"Tanashiri asked as they walked towards the room. There are pillows and a bed. The room looks grandiose, as expected of an only son of an elite family. Tanashiri seems sort of pleased at the aesthetics of the room, getting used to the bright colors everywhere, including
Chapter 32 There is someone. I cannot see his face this time. It is sort of blurred. You can see that he is a human, a guy, but his face is slightly unclear to the eye, like what is shown in PG-18 movies. She put her palms on her forehead. "I have a little fever." She felt a tinge of sticky liquid flowing from the inside of her nose. Some of it came flowed into her lips. She put her index finger on her lips. "Well, come on. I am bleeding, too?" The bleeding from her nose shows no signs of stopping. Maybe because I am still a little feverish, and still having some nosebleed. Why am I still alive after losing so much blood? He wears the usual Asian clothing, like the ones I commonly see in movies whenever I open and watch N*****x during my day-offs. It involves a long dress, overcoat, fedora, and scarf. He is bald, but there is some hair in the back of his head, braided and tied at the very end. It looks i
Chapter 33 "My dearest best friend in the whole wide universe, the most beautiful, talented, kind, and down-to-earth girlfriend, I have something to say to you." Lisha is fidgeting like she is anxious about something. Lisha is staring at nothingness. They are staying in the corporate cafeteria, where all the company employees spend their lunch and snack breaks. They all enjoy the decent meals and cozy seats for free, but a separate room is built only for the higher-ups to use. The CEO or president, vice-president, and stockholders have separate amenities from the ordinary employees. Sumptuous meals are specially arranged and organized by the company nutritionist to assure the health of the employees, and the company employees can enjoy the meals to their heart's content. They can also bring their meals from their homes. And in return, the company won't give some of the overtime pay the company employees deserve. This policy is made by both the Chief Executive
Chapter 34 "Are you okay? You look pale. Did your anemia come back? Are you staying late again, and not eating enough green leafy vegetables, just like you used to in the past?" Lisha is interrogating Hiraya, like she is from the police station, asking countless and repeating questions. "I think so. I always felt dizzy and sleepy since I spent my company leave. I don't get any proper sleep for many months now, as well." The waiter came back and served them service water. "Ma'ams, your orders will take eight-nine minutes to prepare. I am sorry for this, but please be understanding, we are a newly-opened shop. For now, this is your free service water. That is thoroughly distilled, so you do not have to worry about amoebiasis or what. Quench your thirst first with this." The waiter smiled shyly as he poured water into two glasses. "Thank you. We forgot to drink water after our lunch break. Some hideous creature appeared before us so we have to hu
Chapter 35 Lisha keeps blabbering useless and nonsensical things that Hiraya almost memorized her best friend's words. "I know you are heartbroken; I heard about the catfight you had in the washroom. I know from the very start that that girl, Ms. Kate, was up to no good. She has a higher salary than us, but it is us who makes most of the work. Why? Because she has the endless favors of the male executives. Maybe, she pays those old men with her body. Who knows where she goes after our afternoon shift? She goes out very early but does not finish anything concerning our work. She is like a prostitute. She dresses like one." Lisha started to get some portions of Hiraya's milk tea. It is indeed a miracle that Hiraya is not stopping Lisha from badmouthing other people. Usually, Lisha is often corrected and reprimanded by Hiraya due to her bad manners. But this time, Hiraya is not doing it and is staying silent, so Lisha continued talking, like an unstoppab
Chapter 36 My head is throbbing. Maybe because I am always sleeping too much in this foreign place. I wish all these hours of sleeping will sweep all my hurts away, but I cannot forget it all. I still hear the loving voice of my father and mother. The cheerful yells of my brothers and sisters are music to my ears, even if most of the time, I am irritated by their playfulness. I am hopeless. Why am I still living? I should have died with them back in that hell of a place. People are passing by me, ignoring me. I looked at myself, sitting in the cold cobblestones, observing people from all walks of life; but a certain group caught my attention: children and babies accompanied by their parents. Mothers held their babies in their arms tight to avoid them from falling, and toddlers held by their fathers to avoid them being lost. My family. They died an agonizing death. In an unimaginable way. I am alone now. Why would
Chapter 37 I wear shabby clothes. I smell awful. My eyelids are drooping. I want some sleep, but the ground is too cold. It is snowing. I used to love snow season, but now, I hate it. I am trembling, and all alone. Maybe I will die on this road. It is a good idea to die now. My parents, brothers, and sisters are already dead, after all. What is the use of living my life anyway, when you got no one by your side? My first day in this foreign place. I am eating boiled sweet potatoes, but it tastes bad. I think it is spoiled. I got it from a garbage site, scattered nearby. Who cares if I got poisoned by eating a single bite of boiled sweet potatoes? My family had it the hardest. Even God has forsaken me. I have prayed numerous times to Him, for Him to guide me and my family, every night since I was little. Even if I did it half-heartedly, at least, I prayed, I had done it, not like other people. My parents thought us how to pray. Pray for