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"My eldest brother came back very early tonight. When he spoke to me, his eyes reflected an unprecedented sadness. I was so worried that I couldn't help but ask him. My eldest brother didn't say anything, but just touched my hair and said, "We, Ah Hua, must live happily."

I grabbed his hand and said, "Big brother and I will live happily forever."

My brother hesitated for a while, but finally nodded slowly. I couldn't be happy even though I got a positive answer because his answer was not sincere.

The next day when I woke up, there was a box of something next to my pillow. I opened it and saw that it was filled with money that I had never seen before, and I couldn't even imagine.

There was a letter and a jade pendant at the top. My eldest brother knew that I was illiterate, so he drew a simple and easy-to-understand comic strip.

He said he was leaving first, and told me to live well on my own in the future, and if I encountered any problems, I could go to the grain shop in the north of the city to ask for help from the owner. My eldest brother also told me to live as a boy as before, and not to wear the skirt he bought for me outside.

The scene suddenly stopped and fear swept through my body. I didn’t dare to leave, nor did I want to leave. I decided to wait here for my brother to come back.

One day, two days, three days, he didn't come back.

For some reason, my intuition told me that my brother did not abandon me, but that he encountered irresistible danger.

Without hesitation, I put on the clothes that I had kept for Erwazi, smeared my body with boiler ash to make it dirty, and turned into a little beggar again.

He took the jade pendant and ran to the grain shop in the north of the city and found the owner. The owner's initial indifference turned into great surprise.

"Are you a relative of Comrade Qingshan? Great, stay here with me. I will transfer you to a safe place in a few days."

I know Qingshan, it’s my eldest brother’s name. What does Yiliu mean?

"Where is my elder brother?" I shook the boss' hand and asked him.

"Your...eldest brother is a real hero who deserves to be praised by everyone." The boss choked up.

My heart ached like a needle. "Is he dead?"

The boss looked unbearable and nodded slightly.

I couldn't accept this fact and fainted. When I woke up again, I heard my boss talking to someone anxiously, "How could the message not be passed on? Comrade Qingshan paid the price with his life. This concerns the lives of hundreds of thousands of compatriots!"

The voice was intermittent, sometimes loud and sometimes soft. I understood that such important news, which concerned the lives of many people and made my eldest brother willing to die for it without regrets, could not be spread out of Leizhou City because the people involved were too conspicuous.

At this moment, I seemed to be filled with an inexplicable power, and I knocked on the boss's door with firm steps.

I told him that I could pass on a message that there was a drainage hole next to the wall of Leizhou City that led to the outside of the city, and that only a very thin person could crawl through it.

The boss disagreed. He said that I was still young and was the surviving relative of Brother Qingshan, so he didn't want me to do such a dangerous thing.

I knelt down and begged him, saying that I wanted to be a great hero, like Brother Qingshan.

Perhaps the boss was really at his wits' end, and he relented on the third day of my pleading.

He told me to go to the tile-maker's shop one mile outside the city and tell the tile-maker He that the Japanese army was secretly colluding with the garrison troops in Leizhou City and preparing to massacre the city. His expression was condensed into real sadness. I knew I had to succeed!

I smeared myself even more, had the most sumptuous dinner, and left in the dark.

This was not the first time I climbed the drainage hole. Although it was a bit more difficult this time, I still passed it. Fortunately, no one knew about this place.

Maybe God just doesn't want people to have things go smoothly, or maybe he just wants to make things difficult for an unlucky person like me.

I met two Japanese soldiers. I disguised myself as a beggar who had come from outside to seek refuge in Leizhou City. Because I was so dirty and smelly, they whipped me and stabbed me with bayonets, forcing me to admit that I was a spy and a traitor so that they could report me. I endured the severe pain and kept begging them to take me in and let me have a full meal.

I knew that none of them would want to touch me because they were clean people. When they tortured me until I was only breathing my last breath, they lost interest and were unwilling to waste a bullet on me. They kicked me far away and walked into the city with their heads held high.

Later, I used up all my remaining strength to crawl to the bricklayer's shop. No one would care about a beggar who was barely surviving. There were too many people struggling in those troubled times, and beggars were nothing.

After I told He the bricklayer the complete news, the tension in my heart was no longer building. I fell into a deep sleep forever, and no one could wake me up this time.

I think my crawling path should be blood red, which can be regarded as the last bit of color left in this world. It's pretty cool, and that's enough. Not everyone can be a hero. I'm here to accompany you, Erwazi, Brother Qingshan."

Yi Jie put down her pen, unable to control the grief deep in her heart. At this moment, she seemed to have merged into one with Hua Niu. All her emotions were concretized, and the words were no longer cold, but soft and silent, she expressed her sorrow.

She didn't know whether her understanding of the character was 100% correct, but she was 90% sure that she would not lose face in the next day's play. The little beggar was the character with the most full image and the most tortuous story in the play she had taken over in the past half month. She had to play it well, for the character in the story and for herself.