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That year, she was five years old and he was nine years old. She sold herself for a balloon. Her happy mood had already formed a brilliance in his eyes. She said to him: This balloon is so cute. He chuckled, and his eyes were overwhelmed by laughter, as if time stopped at this second. From then on, the boy who only had eyes for protecting his family and country had something else to protect. He was not afraid of death, nor was he afraid of being tortured by the enemy, but he was afraid of losing his little girl.