Fiction: Group 2
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Two months quietly slipped away and a new day came. The day started with heavy bangs on a
door. A man who held firmly a piece of paper in his fist disturbed Xiang’er. It was a telegraph. Her breath
got faster, and her heart beat heavier. “Dr. Sun had disappeared!” Dr. Sun’s teacher sent it. “Wait! I read this
incident before … the Chinese embassy in London kidnapped him.”
Xiang’er intercepted the talk between the Qing government and the Chinese embassy, which was
in London. She knew that they were going to bring Dr. Sun back to China and had him executed. She
made an order in the name of Qing government to change the time earlier. She directed a show to save Dr.
Sun … that night was a moonless night, Dr. Sun’s teacher was cast as the agent who sent Dr. Sun back.
When his teacher found Dr. Sun, he looked extremely weak, but his faithful smile never faded. He strongly
believed, “That day will come.”
Eventually came the day. The protestors brought down the Qing Dynasty and the Chinese all
wanted Dr. Sun to be their leader. On January 1, 1912, Dr. Sun became the provisional president of the
Republic of China.
“It is like a dream!” Xiang’er was waiting in the president’s office to send her congratulations to
Dr. Sun. Suddenly her mobile phone rang. Her mother was worried and ordered her to go home quickly …
a year in the past was just an hour of the present … Unexpectedly, the room became hazy as Dr. Sun
stepped in. Eyes stung badly, they could hardly open them. When he wiped his watery eyes, Xiang’er
disappeared with the smoke. This time, he really cried. He knew it was no dream.
* * *
On his last days, Hong Xiuquan was always telling his followers about the story of Xiang’er, the big
foot. People thought he was crazy, how could he know what was going to happen in the future?
Nevertheless, he did.
