I only saw him once on the Xingtai stage. He was handcuffed, his limbs were spread apart, and he was wearing a thin and revealing undergarment. Xingtai is high, the sun is hidden under the dark clouds, and the light shines on him. I only see him raising his head, seeming to squint his eyes, and then looking straight over.
I had never met him before, but at this glance, I felt like he was looking at me.
The next fifty years are still vivid in my mind, with many twists and turns and ending with regrets.
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Be, first person.
Intention: Compassion