Of course, there was no one to answer her.
Her long eyelashes drooped down, shielding her eyes, and then she raised her hand slowly to drive away the pesky little creatures.
*
Here, time became the most meaningless thing.
As the day gradually darkened, the fishermen who went out to fish finally returned lively and bustling. The local residents, tanned as if they were Africans, told their naked children to bring two fish over to her.
To these two half-dead, disabled outsiders, these simple residents showed a kindness that was never possible in the outside world. The bed and house were built for her by them, and they even gave her blankets and pots, which were already very precious items to them.
Aldana Candi slowly carried the two fish back, squatted at the doorstep to process the fish, and then returned to her room.
She would later make fish soup.
Thinking of this, she glanced at Philip Shaw lying unconscious on the bed and couldn't help but mutter, "Lucky you."
