-"Brother, I'm so scared, I don't want to follow him. I want to go with him..."

The young voice spoke so clearly that it wanted to tear his heart apart. You think you'd rather not cry, but you do.

-''. . .Impossible. Can you hear me? After liberating, I will ask you to come back. I promise, I believe. Just trust me this time, okay?"

His throat is bitter. The words were so choked that he did not let him express them, nor did he let them swallow them.

The child's tears were just waiting to flow, no matter how shiny they were, he couldn't hold them back.

-"You lied. You wanted to leave me for him. Don't throw me away...I don't eat anymore, raising me doesn't cost you anything..."

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‘No, honey.’

We all need to eat.

Because we all have to live. His rough hand gently caressed your soft cheek, as if he wanted to engrave all his feelings in his heart.

His dark eyes are now blurred.

-"…Listen to me."