Northern Myanmar: Years of Dehumanization

When you have free time, time passes quickly.

"Jingle Bell......"

While I was carving, the phone next to me suddenly rang.

"Hey......"

When the call was connected, I said a friendly hello.

"I'm Shiyue. Where do you live? I'll come find you."

Wang Shiyue's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Okay, I'll send you the location."

I was silent for a while, and then answered like this.

Although I don't know what Wang Shiyue means, I think she won't kill me in this place, right?

After hanging up the phone, I received a friend request on QQ.

Then I sent the location of this place.

Looking at the lifelike wood carving of Wang Shiyue next to it, it was just right that I could take this opportunity to give it to Wang Shiyue.

In the following period of time, I continued to carve wood carvings.

......

2023 12 Month 25 Day.

A black luxury car stopped in front of my door.

"Beep beep..."

The horn sounded, attracting my attention.

I looked up and saw Wang Shiyue appearing in front of the door wearing relatively cool clothes. Beside her was a little boy about ten years old.

I got up and went out to greet him.

He led them to the yard and brought out two chairs.

Children like to watch TV, play with mobile phones, etc., and they play with mobile phones alone in the room.

"You don't blame me for that?"

Wang Shiyue and I sat outside and whispered.

"County Magistrate Lin explained that matter to me. If I really hated you, I would not have replaced you as the battalion commander and allowed you to return home."

Wang Shiyue looked at me seriously and said this.

I was surprised. It turned out to be like this. If I really became the battalion commander, perhaps it would not be so easy to return home, right?

"Why don't you ask me what I'm doing here?"

After Wang Shiyue finished speaking, she saw that I was silent and continued.

"How to say?"

I raised my eyes and followed Wang Shiyue's gaze.

I saw Wang Shiyue's eyes fell on the boy in the room.

"What's his relationship with you?"

I stared at Wang Shiyue and asked.

"Don't you want to know his name?"

Wang Shiyue looked at me and asked like this.

I didn't answer, but looked at the boy, feeling that he looked familiar.

"His name is Jiang Wuyou!"

Seeing that I didn't ask any questions, Wang Shiyue answered on her own.

When I heard Wang Shiyue's words, I was stunned and looked at her in disbelief.

The boy's last name is Jiang, which means...

"Look at this and you'll know what's going on."

Wang Shiyue handed me a piece of paper.

After opening it, the first sentence is:

"Jiang Bai, I am writing to you. When you read this letter, I will be dead..."

This letter was written by Yicai.

The answers to all my doubts are written above.

At the beginning, after Yicai and I spent a night together, Yicai fell into the trap.

Later, when the property was transferred, Yicai took her children to Myawaddy.

During this period, I met Xiao Xun, and Xiao Xun knew that the child was mine.

The child was still young at the time and could not adapt to the environment in Myawaddy.

Xiao Xuncai asked Ming Zhiwen for help, and Yicai handed over her skills for this reason.

It’s no wonder that Yicai would hand over her skills. If it was for the sake of her child, it’s not surprising at all.

As for why Yicai didn’t recognize me later, it was because she was sick.

Advanced gastric cancer...

She knew she would die soon, and she didn't want me to see her haggard look.

After reading this letter, I couldn't calm down for a long time.

"You are like this, it will make me more miserable. I didn't even see you for the last time..."

He sighed and muttered with his head down.

"At that time, you didn't ask anyone to follow me, but I did, and then we found this child. Otherwise, this child would have become an orphan..."

After Wang Shiyue saw that I had finished reading the letter, she explained.

"Everything is the best arrangement..."

I didn't say anything, and Wang Shiyue continued.

"In other words, that child, no, Wuyou, is actually my child?"

I swallowed and said with some excitement.

"Ah."

Wang Shiyue nodded in acknowledgment.

I stood up and walked to Jiang Wuyou, wanting to say something, but I didn't know how to start.

The child has grown up without me being by his side, so naturally he feels very unfamiliar with me.

Although we are related by blood, I don’t know how to start the conversation.

"Aunt Shiyue, this person is so strange, let's go, I don't want to stay here."

Jiang Wuyou frowned when he saw me like this, then ran towards Wang Shiyue and said these words.

He came to Wang Shiyue's side and hid behind her.

When I saw his performance, I felt bitter in my heart.

He took a few deep breaths, adjusted his emotions, put a smile on his face, and then said:

"How about staying here for a few days? I can buy you anything to eat or play with..."

After Jiang Wuyou heard what I said, there was some hesitation in his eyes, but after a moment, he just shook his head.

"Xiaoyou, how about this, you go back to the car first, and I'll talk to him for a while."

Wang Shiyue touched his head and asked him to go back to the car first.

"You've seen the situation. This is the situation. I can't stay here. Meng Bo still has things to deal with."

"Well, when he's older, I'll tell him about this."

Wang Shiyue came in front of me and said this.

"No need to mention it deliberately. Yicai gave him such a name because she hopes he will be carefree. If he doesn't want to know, then he doesn't have to know. I'll leave him in your care."

I smiled bitterly and shook my head, rejecting what Wang Shiyue proposed.

"Here, this is the wood sculpture I carved for you. I'll carve another one for him later."

I picked up the carved wood carving and handed it to Wang Shiyue in front of me.

"It looks quite similar. Then, let's leave first."

Wang Shiyue took the wood carving in her hand, rubbed it a few times, then looked up and said.

"Um......"

It took a long time before these words came out of my mouth.

Then the two of them left.

One has to meet people all the time. Coincidentally, since I have to go to northern Myanmar every year regarding the One-Eyed Man’s matter, it would be appropriate for me to pay him a visit.

Looking at the letter, I sighed again.

......

2024, December 1.

My sister brought back a handsome boyfriend, a rich second-generation who got along well with Fatty Wang.

"Brother, just leave Xiaoying to me. I will definitely treat her well for the rest of her life..."

The rich second generation held Xiaoying's hand and looked at me sincerely.

Seeing Xiaoying's happy look, I didn't say anything, but just said to the rich second generation:

"If you dare to bully Xiaoying, I will never let you go..."

They had originally planned to set their wedding date on January 1, but I rejected it angrily.

Because I know that this does not mean a lifetime together, but a lonely life.

I will not let my sister suffer the same loss that I have suffered.

......

On January 1, Fatty Wang won the bet with his father and was finally able to marry Xiaoxiao.

That night, Fatty Wang cried like a baby...

1 month 30 day.

The heads of the four major families in northern Myanmar were arrested, and their target is Myawaddy.

1 month 31 day.

Fatty Wang and Xiaoxiao, the rich second generation and Jiang Ying, completed a grand wedding.

At the wedding, my eyes were a little wet. Now, I am really left alone.

I was quite drunk that day and didn't make any fool of myself.

The next day, I was the only one left in the yard.

You can almost foresee what will happen next at a glance.

I took Momo to burn paper for the one-eyed dragon, and then went to Mengbo County to see my son.

2 month 3 day.

The novel platform approved the signing application.

I smiled and lit a cigarette for myself. Just as Bao Qing said, I lived in guilt.

Whenever I couldn't sleep at night, I would get up and type, which seemed to alleviate the guilt.

I fell in love with this kind of life.

I saw those comments online and decided to warn them with my real experience.

The cigarette burned out, and I gave the book written about my experience a name

Northern Myanmar: The Years of Losing Humanity... (End)

"S: How should I put it? When I wrote the last word, I felt a little emotional. This book is the longest one I have written so far. Although the performance is not very good, it should not have a bad ending. Thank you for the encouragement from the readers. Your encouragement and support have allowed me to go so far, otherwise I would have died halfway. I am not a very talkative person. I sincerely thank you for your suggestions. I have kept them in mind and will try not to make the same mistakes in the next book. Jiang Bai's story is over, but my story is not over.

The next book will be about underworld gangs, the same realistic theme, and will be released soon. Here, the author would like to make a bold request:

If you think this book is good, you can try to read that book. The author will try his best not to disappoint you...Thank you again!"