"Its cry was like a cut, cutting the silence and cutting everyone's gut, which was so sad. It was the "Dad" that she had been trying to suppress for so many years, the "Dad" sounded like it broke out from the bottom of her heart, she cried and rushe...
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Guys! In the resistance, there are encounters by chance! I looked at her while taking out a comb from my pocket.
-Your father sent me this ivory comb. He had made it for you.
Her eyes seemed to be larger and rounder, and her face was so emotional as if she was stunned. She reached out her hand to receive the comb. The comb seemed to awaken the memory of the farewell, her chest was heaving. Seeing her look at the comb, my heart suddenly ached. I know she was shocked by her sudden happiness, I didn't want to do anything to disturb her happiness, feeling the need to lie:
-Your father is still healthy, but he couldn't come back, so he gave it to me.
Autumn immediately flickered at me, her lips quivering:
-You must be wrong; this comb is not my father's.
I became frustrated, and also bewildered, I asked again:
-Your father's name is Six, your mother's name is Peace, right?
-Yes - She seemed to want to cry, her eyes are red, but she held it back and said:
-If I'm not mistaken, you're afraid I'll be sad, so you lied to me. I know my father is dead. - She nictitated, two tears welled up, bursting through her eyes - I can stand it, don't be worried, I heard that my father died two years ago, then I asked my mother to let me become a dispatcher...
She wanted to say something more, but her voice became muffled, her head lowered, her hair trembling slightly. As for me, I had already lied, so I didn't know what to do anymore, just keeping quiet.
Meanwhile, the guys in the group chaotically called me, urging me to go. As I couldn't linger any longer, I had to rashly ask her address, ask about her mother and the relatives.
The joy of surprisingly reuniting made me feel shocked, but I had to say goodbye then. Looking at her, I suddenly blurted out:
-Hey, dad has to go now, darling!
I didn't hear her reply, only saw her pale lips move.
After walking a far distance, I looked back and saw her trying to follow me for a while. She stopped on the shore of the ground; small ripples of green paddy waved after each other as if running there to comfort her. Lying behind her were a bunch of coconut trees that had been poisoned due to chemical agents, whose leaves were only dry stalks like dangly giant fish bones, and their young boughs had just pierced, looking like a forest of swords from afar.
When we said farewell, I didn't hear her call me dad. But whenever I lay down alone and remembered about it, I heard her calling me "Dad", and the "Dad" sounds reverberating from my heart.
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