Not long after, my pretty sister came back and gave me some delicious fish.
There was also a big brother with a pitch-black dog. We had a lot of fun playing together.
I was tired from playing and fell asleep. When I woke up, I saw my grandfather.
His hair was so white. I remember that grandpa looked so young and handsome.
My grandfather hugged me and cried, and the other family members also cried. They said I was home. I looked at some familiar places and slowly remembered many things.
Later I had a dream that my mother left and told me to stay at home, saying that no one could hurt me anymore.
I couldn't bear to leave my mother, but she left anyway.
In the following days, I spent time with my family and had a happy time every day.
Until one night, I dreamed of Brother Xiaotian, and then I remembered that I hadn't seen Brother Xiaotian for a long time. I was very sad and wanted to see Brother Xiaotian very much.
Later, Haokan sister took me to see Brother Xiaotian. I talked to Brother Xiaotian for a lot and then said goodbye to him.
I don’t know why, but after meeting Brother Xiaotian, I never thought about him again.
I study and play with my family every day. I grow up slowly, learn a lot of knowledge, learn a lot of truths, and get to know a lot of people. I like this kind of life.
One day, I finally realized that Brother Axun was actually my younger brother, and Sister Yueyue was my future sister-in-law.
Xiang Mingjie was my brother's comrade-in-arms. He came to our house with my brother and we became friends.
He loves to laugh and is very humorous. He often tells me jokes and makes me laugh.
I like talking and doing things with him. I like his smile, which makes me feel relaxed and happy.
Later, he expressed his feelings to me and we started dating.
My family liked him very much and his family liked me very much too, and we got married soon after.
I am living a happy married life and we have two lovely little ones.
And the little tiger that had been with me for many years was taken away by me a long time ago.
Until that day when I was packing my things, a box fell to the ground and a little tiger fell out.
I picked up the little tiger, and a wave of memories flooded my mind. My heart felt like it was being pressed down by a huge rock. Tears rolled down my face uncontrollably, and I couldn't help but call out a name, "Brother Xiaotian."
'When I grew up' I sealed away the memory of Brother Xiaotian.
I don't know how to face this memory.
Brother Xiaotian is Japanese, and I hate Japanese people with all my heart.
But Brother Xiaotian accompanied me through the most helpless time.
I don’t know whether I should hate him or be grateful to him.
Should I hate his family for arresting me and making me suffer so much, hate his family for forcing my mother to death, hate him for knowing where my home is but keeping me locked up and not letting me go home, hate him for separating me from my family for thirty years and leaving me unable to return home?
Or should I be grateful to him for standing up to protect me when I could be hurt, grateful to him for bringing me food and water when I was hungry and thirsty, grateful to him for staying with me when I was alone in the dark, and grateful to him for allowing me to survive?
I don’t know, my identity prevents me from being grateful to him, but my feelings prevent me from hating him.
I was in a dilemma and in great pain.
Xiang Mingjie heard me crying outside and rushed in. When he saw me holding the little tiger, he understood everything at once. He did not blame me, but comforted me and asked me to face my feelings.
He enlightened me and said that Brother Xiaotian had indeed done something wrong, but he never had any bad intentions towards me. Privately, I should be grateful to him and I can be grateful to him.
But the things he did that harmed his Chinese compatriots were indeed wrong, and as Chinese people, we should condemn him.
I cried and asked, "How can I be grateful to and condemn someone at the same time?"
He smiled and said, "Why not? Nothing is set in stone, and nothing is set in stone."
People must learn to be flexible and learn to reconcile with themselves.
I nodded, slowly digesting what he said, and slowly facing my feelings for Brother Xiaotian as he said.
I am no longer in pain, no longer blocking my memories, and have learned to reconcile with myself.
The children ran in and saw the little tiger and wanted to play with it. I handed it to them and they started scrambling for it. The room was filled with laughter.
Xiang Mingjie and I looked at each other and saw happiness and satisfaction in each other's eyes.
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