The Journey Home is Joyless, the Land is Desolate
by Ba Ge Ba
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Fifth year as a war correspondent in the Middle East. The organization asked me to fake my death to avoid the limelight, and sent someone to secretly escort me back to my country in advance. I am afraid that my husband and children will be too sad. I quietly returned home to give them a surprise. But when she opened the door, she saw her five-year-old son cuddling up next to her best friend and acting coquettishly. But the room was filled with laughter, and there was no trace of sadness. My best friend didn't recognize me with my shaved head and burn scars all over my face, so she pushed out the cardboard box containing my things, acting like a hostess. "You are the cleaner called by Brother Cheng, right? We just happened to dispose of these garbage together, and your money is indispensable." The top of the box of garbage is my death report. The smell of chili pepper in the air made my eyes red. Looking at a table of Hunan dishes that my husband and son have never eaten, I did not deny my identity as a cleaner and spoke in a hoarse voice. "You two are so happy, is there any good thing?" The son said in an innocent tone. "The woman who prevented Aunt Lili and her father from being together will never come back." "Today is Aunt Lili's birthday again. Of course I am happy." I smiled bitterly. It turned out that my death was the beginning of their new life.
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