it, a city just lying in front of me with golden walls and a fountain, a paradise! But no matter how
long and hard I walked it seemed to be getting further and further, slipping away from my grasp
until it disappeared completely… Was it a hallucination? A fake hope teased a hapless man? I don’t
know, even now, but it seemed very real to me. Thirstiness and exhaustion slowly devoured me
inside out and the sandstorm still couldn’t stop, “Ma? Ba? Where are you?” I cried, and then I fell
down, unconsciously.
I gasped, my vision swam again, and I was climbing down the hill now. You may wonder why
I am still alive. Somehow someone saved me from the edge of hell; I lived in some stranger’s home
for a few years before finding a family who could adopt me. And you may wonder, what am I
doing here in this terrifying desert? After all these years, I know it’s hopeless, but I just couldn’t
stop myself from trying to find my parents back. These flash backs were frightening, yet I
actually wished I could see them every day, because… It’s the only time I could look at my parents
“You haven’t answered question yet, why do you participated in the Gobi march?” Alex asked
the second.
I still didn’t answer the question.
