An Unforgettable Return chapter 3

The guard asked warily, “What’s in your arms?” Tom stammered and couldn’t speak. A look of panic flashed in his eyes. For some reason, the hand clutching his chest trembled even more. The guard shouted sternly, “What’s in there? Take it out!” As soon as he finished speaking, Tom turned around and ran. The guard shouted, “There’s something wrong!” Then he blew his whistle. Two “radicals” ran out and chased after the guard. They were getting closer and closer to Tom. At this time, a large drainage ditch blocked Tom’s panicked path.

It was a ditch made of large stones and cement. Without much thought, Tom lifted his foot to cross it – but he was too exhausted. He had walked all night on the mountain road from his hometown more than 80 miles away from the town to find me. He only had one day’s leave and had to go back the same day. He hadn’t even had breakfast. His front foot slipped, and his forehead hit the sharp edge of the stone ditch heavily. He collapsed limply into the ditch like a wad of cotton. Blood gushed from his forehead, and his unconscious hand still tightly clutched his chest!

The guard and the two “radicals” stopped. The guard waved his hand, indicating, “It’s dangerous. I’ll go first!” But the two “radicals” were not afraid of death. They bravely walked forward with him. They carefully pried open Tom’s hand clutching his chest and slowly lifted his old and thin jacket. There was an object stuck to Tom’s chest – it was a comic book published before a certain period and later became a banned book. The title was “Ali Baba and the Forty Thieves”. The picture of Ali Baba on the cover was already blurred because it was covered with bright red blood…

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