He pursed his lips, stretched out a hand with only three fingers and gently touched my ear, and then closed his eyes again.
I could see his weakness, so I wanted to carry him to the bedroom to rest. After I put him down, I felt something was left in my hand. Looking closer, I saw it was a piece of white lime that had fallen off his arm, revealing a dark color, as if it had been burned by fire.
Written on 2014-02-03
Happy Chinese New Year 2014.
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