Story of A Refugee (8)

"What are you thinking of, bro? Your mouth is drooling a little."

"Nothing."

As my sister snapped me back into reality again, I didn't think of what happened last night any further.

All I could say, it was the most memorable night I ever had so far.

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The next few days, I was finally able to remove all the bandages as the scar had mostly vanished on my chest.

I was still a little shocked by how fast I was able to heal up considering the cut to my wound, but I digress.

Heading to the draft office with Jieqiong early in the morning, I signed up for the draft list at one of the booths.

They told me that they will announce the news next week. So I had an entire week of waiting until I was fully cleared.

In the meantime, I went to the job center with her, hoping to get a job to lighten up the burden for my parent.