Hong Kong Young Writers Anthologies Fiction Group 3 - 2017 | Page 203

He gave me a smirk,” You are in luck! I happen to know when and where the supplies ship departs. However, you must comprehend all the risks that you might face as a smuggler. Meet me here at 11 o’clock sharp tonight.” Little did I know what were the risks for the both of us. All things went smoothly, I was about to sneak to the planned hiding spot in the storage room when… BAAAM!!! A distant sound of a fired pistol.” Quick, don't let loose! Don't let those filthy thieves and smugglers get on the ship!” said the commander, getting his troops to aim countless guns in all directions. “My friend, I might as well stay here in this hiding spot and go with you!” the kind man said. “No, just go before it’s too late! The armed men are still at a distance! Your son needs you!” I insisted. “I couldn’t risk dying just because I tried to escape!” the man urged. “Go now! Before it’s too late!” I frantically shouted, and gave him a big push. That was one of the worse moves in my life. The one I would regret till the day I die. “Look! I see a shadow!” one of the armed men exclaimed. And with that, a shot my saviour was down. No, this could not be it. “Tell Jin I love him… Take care of him for me, will you?” the man whispered, with a satisfied smile on his face. A man whose name I didn’t know died for me. The only way I could repay was to take care of his beloved son. I’d never have the chance to go back. But you have to take care of the boy. You’ll regret this. Or will you? I didn’t hesitate this time. I jumped into the icy-cold sea. I was determined to go back to Shanghai. After all, I had yet one more thing on my bucket list.