She had precognitive dreams for seven days, and she dreamed that she was kidnapped and taken to Myanmar.
Check the license plate number, it's real. Check the address, Myawaddy.
Run away and bump into the person in your dream. She found someone to settle things, and the other person advised her to accept her fate.
She tried every method, but found that fate was like a derailed train and there was no way to avoid it.
Then - no more hiding.
She started stocking up.
All the deposits given by the family were poured in, and the river view house became a warehouse. Two hundred boxes of compressed biscuits are just a starting point, medicines are prepared by year, and tools are enough to demolish a building. The silver bracelet left by my grandma suddenly became hot. There was an infinite space hidden inside, and things put in it would never deteriorate.
With the countdown to twenty-three days, she took the entire warehouse and walked into the cannibal crack.
Later, a legend began to spread in the Myawaddy park: the new Chinese woman had more things hidden in her body than in the entire park.
——And she never planned not to come back from the beginning.
This is a story about "coming prepared". It is also a story about an ordinary woman walking into the darkest corner of the world and tearing a crack with her own hands.
Why is the sound I like to hear gone?
Can. Big cheers for the author