C203 I Thank You

"I had no choice but to follow him. In the blink of an eye, he had been gone for many years. Sometimes, even after a few days, he would still beat me up." As he spoke, he rolled up his sleeves and showed me the shocking wounds, which had been inflicted with a leather belt and stick, and which had been burned with cigarette smoke.

"Carefully, I reached out my hand in an attempt to touch him