He has been trapped in the guilt of his younger brother, and the betrayal when he was young made him feel that no matter how society thinks he is a successful lawyer and a perfect person, his life, along the way, is completely meaningless.
Under a near-death fever, he was in the ancient sanctuary of Pakistan and saw Jesus searching for Judas, the betrayal. He came forward and confessed his betrayal to the Son of God, who supported him and cheered with joy: "This is complete, we can all be free!"
"But I have a younger brother, and I betrayed him" He confessed to the Son of God .
Jesus answered him, "Just go back to him and be reconciled to each other. It's the same thing I need you for."
He woke up from his hallucination and realized that the betrayed people need the betrayal as well, otherwise there is no way to forgive.
After recovering from his illness, he set off immediately and returned to his hometown against all odds to repent to his younger brother. The younger brother forgives him, and also finds the beautiful voice of the past, and sings the next paragraph of the song: The person who was waiting has finally returned home.
He made up his mind to just follow his heart and do only what he wanted to do.
He joined the army in order to exile himself, and has been honed into a master murderer by brutal actual combat. He once hoped to be transferred to the Red Cross, but he finally understood that a person like himself would be better off returning to the front line during a war, and his killing skills could save more comrades in arms.
So he accepted the order and parachuted to Java with four of his subordinates. He was unable to get in touch with the officer who ordered him to come, and one of his subordinates was seriously injured while taking food and ammunition. When it was impossible to escape the enemy with his subordinates, he left his subordinates behind and gave them a lethal dose of morphine.
Along the way, the subordinates died one after another. Alone, but at this time, he met a group of indigenous soldiers who were abandoned by foreign officials. He was proficient in the only Dutch language the soldiers understood, and the soldiers believed that the blond officer was God's answer to their prayers. So he led this group of simple soldiers and continued to resist the Japanese army in the forest.
But one day, the villagers at the foot of the mountain brought a letter begging him to kill him. The letter came from the enemy: if he and the soldiers he led did not surrender, the villagers would all be killed.
He calmly persuaded the soldiers who loved and respected him to take off their military uniforms and bury their weapons, and infiltrate the villagers with similar appearances to live a good life and survive this cruel war. And he himself, surrounded by the beautiful chants of the weeping soldiers sang for him, went down the mountain alone and surrendered.
At that time, he thought that he would die 80% of the time. But at least this life, in exchange for the continuation of more lives.
But he didn't expect it after all. In the military court, he met a young child. A child who, like his brother, loves him deeply.
This child was so immature in his eyes, so immature that he didn't know how to hide his feelings. This kid is so smart, he finds a point to defend him in seconds. From this absurd trial, he felt the child's gaze obsessively haunting him. He looked back for a few seconds, then turned his eyes away. Then when answering questions from other officers, he ignored that look. He thought, boy, this is a military court, do you know how dangerous it is for yourself to show interest in one of my enemies?
But the child still asked the presiding judge to ask him something.
He wanted to laugh a little when he heard Hamlet's famous line, boy, is this your favor, and a way to prove you're different from them? However, the content of the questioning really hit the heart, and this was the only way to alleviate the "sin" in the eyes of the boy's comrades-in-arms. He smiled with satisfaction and relief, looked at the nervous child, and answered slowly.
I came to Java on the orders of the Commander-in-Chief of India.
The child asked again: Wasn't it by the order of the Chief Commander of Java?
You know, I came to Java in August, and you know, the commander-in-chief of Java was arrested in March, you know… Captain?
He asked in a tone of voice, he wanted to know the child's name.
Peugeot's young officer, eagerly replied: "I'm Captain Yunoi"
and then watched the boy deftly defend him, well done from the point of view of his seasoned lawyer. But after being refuted by his comrades that "there is no evidence that he is telling the truth", the child blurted out.
"I think what this man says can be trusted!"
The words shot into his heart, boy, we've only met for a few minutes? You just said to your comrades a little recklessly, you believe me. I'm happy, but it's too dangerous for you.
So the child continued to ask him what questions the Japanese army asked him after the surrender. Before he knew it, he regained his joking strength.
But the child did not understand, he had to speak directly.
Then what? Younger children ask again.
He could only answer...
I'm sorry, I have to tell you, they didn't give me food and they didn't stop torturing me.
do you have proof?
evidence? He unbuttoned his shirt as he thought. Child, when you ask this, do you understand what kind of evidence you are asking for?
He unfolded his scarred back in front of the child.
He could hear the heat in the young officer's anger. He has long been used to other people's desire for his beautiful body in his life, but this child is so immature that he is even angry at this situation.
What are you angry about? The question is yours to ask. He put on his military uniform calmly, and watched the child stare at him obsessively, until finally he had to turn his head and leave.
He felt a glimmer of hope in his heart. He has never been afraid of death, except when he was afraid that the disease would stop him and apologized to his younger brother when he returned to his hometown, he was never afraid of death. But while waiting for the verdict, he knew that he was afraid again, it was just that beautiful child, and it was best not to see him again.
The interpreter told him that the judge was arguing. He thought, you vicious idiot doesn't get it, they're definitely not arguing about who to cut my head off. But what can the child do? The army is a class society, what can a young captain do?
The verdict was postponed, and he sighed with relief, child, delay is not a kind of mercy.
He knew that this encounter was not good for the child, so he still resisted according to his own will. Resolutely rejecting the support of the enemy, he has been alone for so many years.
He insisted on opening his eyes and watching the world die, as he did when he had malaria.
But the gunshots rang, but no bullets came.
"That's a good move!" he shouted, hearing the sound of military boots approaching behind him. He saw the beautiful child again, with dark and melancholy eyes, looking at him obsessively.
He was sent to a POW camp, a POW camp commanded by this kid.
You sent me to your site, what do you want to do? He thought, and heard a shrill roar in the early morning of the hospital bed. It wasn't enough to scare him, he asked his old friend, is this the voice of Captain Noi? The old friend replied with a smile: "He started yelling like this since you came."
"If something came to his mind, why didn't he just say it?"
The old friend smiled and said, "I think this is him. The way it was said."
Hearing this, the experienced murderer muttered to himself, "Maybe we are in the same boat"
Child, I never thought in my life that I was worthy of being loved by a young man as beautiful as you. Loving passionately. I know you're confused, I can hear it in your roar. But you brought me here, have you thought about the unknown future you will bring to yourself?
His old friend thought about it the same way, and when everyone was forced to go to the brutal ceremony, the old friend and the doctor wouldn't let him go.
He knew very well that the child just wanted to see himself, to show himself in front of these blue eyes.
But because of this, a human life was indirectly lost because of him. For the next forty-eight hours, his comrades also starved indirectly because of him. He couldn't bear it, and he didn't think it was right for the child to punish everyone like this. So he, who was used to surviving in desperate situations, found spiritual and material comfort for his comrades, both dead and undead.
He will proudly take responsibility for these violations of the rules, because he knows that the long-term causes of them all originate from himself. The beautiful young child fell in love with himself. This child made him feel distressed and moved.
He never thought that apart from his younger brother, he could obtain such pure love from other people.
So he rebelled against the Japanese soldiers who disrespected the beliefs of others, and as expected, saw the child step out of the jeep. He faced the beautiful young officer, raised the red flower in his hand, and looked, the blooming life is so beautiful, just like you.
The child looked at him with aggrieved expressions and eyes and asked him.
who do you think You Are? Are you an evil spirit?
He was reluctant to blink at the beautiful scenery and replied, "Yes, I hope to be one of the evil spirits that makes you uneasy."
My child, the history you hold on to your heart is also evil in another sense. spirit. He thought so, and deliberately and presumptuously ate the flowers in front of the child. I will swallow you, and I will swallow you even if I do not change, so I will swallow you. Such a beautiful young life should survive the war well. It is better for me to swallow your heart and gain power over you than to let the unstoppable trend of the times swallow your life.
He was taken to a solitary confinement room and locked up, but the child who loved him came to see him every night without speaking. He stopped talking, even if the child brought him precious Persian blankets. You are so kind to me, what Japanese officer would be so kind to foreign prisoners? What you are doing is too dangerous for you, child.
Dangerous to your messenger coming in private and trying to kill me.
He didn't want to die like this and subdued the Japanese soldiers. But what should I do about this calm situation that I managed to maintain? Boy, I don't accept that you put the blame on my old friend. I know that you will still come to see me tonight, and you will come at a certain time, so I will take the blanket you gave me, and my old friend, and run away to show it to you on purpose.
He expected that the child would come, but after seeing the expression on the young and beautiful face, he heard the sentence "Why don't you fight me? If you win, you will be free!" Dagger, smiled.
Such a crying expression, child, are you admitting defeat? I can let you kill me, but can you kill me? You held up your katana sword with such an aggrieved expression on your face. Can you kill me like this?
Sure enough, he saw the child turn around and block the gun pointed at him. The old friend gently pulled the corner of his sleeve and said to him, "Jack, I think he's very shy in front of you."
He lowered his head, happy and worried. Child, I am really your evil spirit, but I don't want to destroy you.
Leaning against the prison wall, he thought, since that's the case, there's nothing wrong with letting this kid order him to be killed. Although he never wanted to give up his life easily, his old friend told him that the child was disappointed in him. He remembered the expression on his brother's face back then. He didn't want that young and beautiful child to feel betrayed by the person he admired and loved. He knew in his heart that he was never as perfect as he looked. He wanted to see him, the unsettled child. He remembered the song his brother sang, a fire waiting for those who haven't returned for a long time. He, who had his younger brother wait, is now standing in the waiting position. He wants to make sure that the beautiful child will be peaceful in the future.
The sergeant who had a relationship with an old friend got drunk and let him and his old friend go.
Then he went back to the barracks, and he knew that the other officers were called to the commander, the kid. After everyone came back, they were called to the playground. He felt that the atmosphere was not right, but his old friend said it was just a routine.
He finally saw the child again. Such a beautiful and loving child, but trapped in past history, trapped in himself, frantically trying to prove to him that he is strong, right, very masculine.
He looked at the situation in front of him, boy, I don't allow you to prove your worth by killing innocents. I know how to truly prove your worth. You love me so much, and I will give you the strength and proof that you can break free from your demons.
He knew that this was the time when he should die, to save all his comrades in arms, to save the child who loved him, and to save himself. After all, he is still like his younger brother, falling in love with those who regard him as an enemy.
He saw the opportunity, sorted out his appearance, and walked towards the child who loved him.
He knew that in the future, he would not have such an opportunity to look at his children so well. The blond man who had experienced countless difficulties and pains put the perseverance he wanted to tell his children in his eyes.
Looking at the face that was still beautiful despite the collapse, he knew that this was the last time he saw the child.
He was placed indifferently into the sand cave and buried alive. He thought that he wished he could sing well, so that he could give the child another kind of comfort, but he couldn't sing.
In the pain, he still tried to hum a song and forgive the song written by his brother. Beautiful young child, how is it now? Have you been away from the control of the demon forever?
He still doesn't want to die, he is waiting, waiting for his long-awaited lover, he is waiting with all his energy.
Finally at night, he waited. On this island controlled by the enemy, even an old friend would not be able to approach him. When the child who loved him came to see him, to see him for the last time, he knew that he didn't have to hold on any longer.
The moment the child's fingers touched his sun-bleached blond hair gently, he whispered softly and affectionately.
It doesn't matter if his lover doesn't hear, he firmly believes that this beautiful person will know what he has given him.
He closed his lover's beloved blue eyes and walked out of this world contentedly. He was too late to see the salute of the young officer he had sown.
But by the last breath, he clearly understood that he and the child who loved him had that heart.
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