Chapter 25

    Putting my hands in my pocket, I sauntered in the rain. I looked at the sky, closing half of my eyes, seeing thunder striking amid the blackness and gloomy clouds, shedding more rain on my face. It helps me cry. As a man, when pounced by my opponent, have learned not to show the pain. And now, I followed my heart and break the rule. Letting all the hidden pain to flow out of my heart, I satisfied my eyes, and am glad rain washed it off my face.

    

    Cars fleet on the street as the rain keeps saturating my clothes, and the cold air darted itself to my face. I can embrace it, but I can’t embrace the pain in my heart. The pain of losing everything I worked so hard for. And now, glancing everywhere, I saw a homeless mother folding her daughter with her long clothes, before a closing door. And then, suddenly, the door was opened, and a man stormed out, pushing the woman away. “How many times have I warn you not to come here
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