The Divine Eye for Appreciating Treasures: Starting from Escape from Northern Myanmar

Sun Dongliang's inner world is a complex and twisted maze, intertwined with fear, despair, anger and a strong desire for self-protection.

He has lived on the margins of society since he was young, and perhaps has experienced countless cold eyes and injustices. These experiences are like sharp blades, cutting away his trust and kindness towards the outside world bit by bit.

He learned to arm himself with indifference and toughness, burying his inner fragility deep down so that no one could see it.

However, Wu Ming's appearance once became a ray of light in his life.

They have been through thick and thin together, shared each other's secrets and dreams, and that brotherhood holds a pivotal position in Sun Dongliang's heart.

But when this friendship faced the test of betrayal, Sun Dongliang's world collapsed in an instant.

He couldn't accept that someone he trusted so much would choose to leave him and even push him into an abyss of no return.

This feeling of betrayal is like being stabbed by the person closest to you, and it hurts your heart.

As a result, Sun Dongliang's deep fear and anger were completely aroused.

He was afraid of losing his freedom, and even more afraid of the cruel reality he might face after returning to China for trial.

Driven by desperation, he chose an extreme measure to protect himself - eliminating the person who might threaten him.

This extreme action was both his revenge for Wu Ming's betrayal and a desperate struggle against his own fate.

In Sun Dongliang's view, the world is full of hypocrisy and betrayal. He no longer believes in anyone, nor does he believe in true salvation.

He became more and more cold and determined, as if only in this way could he survive in this cruel world.

But deep in his heart, there may still be a trace of nostalgia for the past and a desire for the beauty of human nature.

But all these beautiful things had long been isolated on the distant other side by the high wall he had built with hatred and cruelty.

If there was still a choice, I would have given up killing millions of my compatriots in the Savage Mountain, but I have no regrets.

Once you do that, there's no going back.

Sun Dongliang stood beside the cold corpse, his eyes calm, as if he was doing a daily chore.

The moonlight shone through the cracks in the window, onto his face, which had become distorted due to long-term repression, reflecting the endless darkness and indifference deep in his heart.

The tools in his hands flickered coldly in the night, and every movement seemed so skillful and mechanical, as if he had long been accustomed to such scenes, accustomed to dancing with death.

"The betrayer will eventually pay the price." Sun Dongliang muttered to himself. This sentence seemed to be the only reason he found for himself, to support him in doing this irreversible thing.

His soul had long been devoured by the flames of hatred and betrayal. The light of humanity had long been extinguished in his heart, leaving only endless desolation and despair.

After dealing with the body, Sun Dongliang did not hesitate or stop at all. He threw the wrapped "items" into the trash can on the corner of the street like throwing away garbage.

The night covered everything, as if even the wind was keeping this secret for him.

He knew very well that somewhere in this city, there were always some hungry stray dogs waiting for such "gifts".

Sure enough, not long after, a loud barking of dogs broke the silence of the night. The wild dogs appeared like ghosts and quickly surrounded the trash can.

Soon, there was only a mess next to the trash can, and the body that once belonged to someone had already been torn into pieces and merged into the darkness.

Sun Dongliang stood in the shadows not far away, watching all this happen coldly.

There was not a ripple in his heart, nor any trace of guilt or fear.

To him, all this was so natural and so obvious.

This is the fate that should befall those who betray him.

He seemed to have become accustomed to living in the shadows, accustomed to using violence and cruelty to maintain his own world.

However, in the dead of night, Sun Dongliang would occasionally feel empty and lonely.

He realized that although he was still alive, he had lost many things as a human being - family, friendship, love, and even the most basic morality and conscience.

He seemed to have become a walking corpse, struggling to survive in this world, just to escape the past and future that he did not want to face.

But even so, Sun Dongliang never thought of giving up.

He firmly believed that as long as he was alive, he still had a chance to turn things around.

He will continue to wander in this world full of dangers and opportunities, using his wisdom and courage to gain more benefits.

He will become more cunning and more ruthless, because he knows that only in this way can he survive in this cruel world.

And the body that was taken away by wild dogs was soon forgotten, just like countless forgotten corners in this world.

It's as if nothing had happened and everything is going on.

Sun Dongliang also continued his life, wandering on the edge of this world with his twisted heart, looking for the sky that belonged to him.

But no matter where he went, he could not get rid of the shadow in his heart and the lingering sense of guilt.

He knew that he could no longer turn back.

The next morning, the sun shone through the sparse clouds, dappling onto the corridor of the old apartment, bringing a subtle warmth to this dull space.

Sun Dongliang sat on a shabby bench in front of the window, holding the remote control tightly in his hand, with his eyes closed, as if he was enjoying this rare quiet time, or as if he was escaping from some reality that he didn't want to face.

There was no expression on his face, only his tightly pursed lips revealed his inner anxiety and fatigue.

The television was set to the news channel, a habit he had developed recently.

At this time every day, he would turn on the TV on time, although most of the time he would just close his eyes and let the sound of the news fill the empty room as background music.

For him, this is both a form of monitoring the dynamics of the outside world and a form of paralysis of his own mind.

Suddenly, the host's voice became serious and urgent, and he mentioned the news of "Xiaguo Patrol Police Department" and "the arrest of the old man who was the actual controller of the organ group."

These words were like a thunderbolt, instantly shattering the tranquility in Sun Dongliang's heart.

He suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze as sharp as torches, and stared at the TV screen, as if he wanted to see through the blurry picture and see every detail clearly.

Although the TV picture was not very clear, it was enough for him to recognize the key information in the news.

The old man, who once occupied an important position in his life and led him onto this path of no return, has now become a prisoner.

This news was undoubtedly a bolt from the blue for him, making him feel unprecedented panic and anxiety.