I touched the yellowed photo in my pocket - it was my wife Su Qingying, and the baby who was just one month old in her arms. For five years, for five years, I have not returned home once, and I have not sent a letter to my family. It's not that I don't want to, it's that I can't. The bloody storm on the border, assassinations and counter-assassinations, betrayal and loyalty, made me dare not lead any danger to them.
