Dad's Note-Oh, I was in an unfamiliar place, far from home, and we all ran dodging bullets from the people on the building, they were staring at us like we were chickens in a pen waiting for them to shoot. They didn't let anyone escape. We discussed for a long time who would lure them in. I can say that at first I didn't want to do it, but there wasn't much choice. I let them go. He had me run one by one until the last me left in my heart when I was about to run out of the building that I thought was the safest. I remembered the words my father taught me as a child that the safest place was the deadliest place. I ran out and went straight towards the enemy, I didn't shoot them because I looked into the eyes of the boy standing in front of me. Our fields were filled with fear. Panicking, he was unlikely to have left his whole life here. The battlefield would be stained with blood on his shirt. He would grow up to be a cold and insensitive man. But I'm not afraid of anything, they're just robots waiting for tall people to tell him what to do, the consciousness brain has already been thrown into the abyss. But I didn't do much. His friends pointed their guns at me and shot me. They watched me fall before my eyes before going to take the gun from my friend and tell my friends that he was good. You gonna shoot him, why won't he shoot me? The sound of opposing tanks rushed in. They fled in different directions before my eyes landed. I only thought that I would never have a chance to visit my family again. This was definitely the saddest day. I didn't want her to cry on her own birthday because it wasn't that she got the most precious gift from her loved ones, but she had to cry at her father's funeral. It should be like that, Lord, if you can hear my heart cry, please don't take my life. Yes, God heard my voice, he sent an angel to me, she stared at me and said you must be safe, after that my eyes closed.

A few days later I woke up in a shelter-like place. I looked around to see if there was anyone I could rely on. My friends, my family, where they would be. The surroundings were full of wounded soldiers, they shouted at the painful wounds of this battle, suffered a hundred percent ineffective treatment, I couldn't bear to look at them, so I asked. The person next to me says where are we?

He said: We are together at the field hospital.

Me: How many days have I been here?

Him: You came here with me, they met us near the abandoned building. As far as i can remember, your subordinates disappeared into the forest and haven't found them yet. They mobilized their troops all over Japan. You probably remember something, but you won't remember those stories, it's not a good final ending to this movie.

Doctor: Do you remember anything, Mr. Smith?

Me: I can't remember anything. After the last picture I remember, a woman said to me that you're safe, is she Lena, is she here?

Doctor: I think you still need to rest. The war is over and you will return to your family soon, take care of yourself.

The doctor walked away leaving me with a lot of questions, wondering who I was, who was the name of the woman I spoke to, and why did I not remember anything? At the table next to me she said you'll need a lot of time to memorize things well, hopefully these will be yours, Mr. Smith.

I lay thinking for a long time, looked at the things lying next to me, took out a picture and looked at the two Ying girls standing next to me, they looked so happy, but unfortunately I didn't feel it. about their feelings conveyed Another thing is my ring, it makes me wonder if I'm married to her. She's Lena for sure, and the one standing to the right is my daughter, but I can't remember her at all. ''Love you always and forever from Lena.'' She must love me very much. If I saw her, what should I do and how should I talk to my daughter? Will they still wait for me or will they think I'm dead? I try to think as much as I can in order to analyze the past as much as possible but the more I think about it, the more my head hurts. Like a bomb dropped from an enemy plane, but even if I don't remember you, I will still love you. Keep you in my heart, my dear Lena.

A paramedic came and said we'd have to send you to a lodge with better surroundings here. If you're still here, you'll be wasting our time tomorrow morning. It will take you to a dedicated memory sanatorium where you will be able to remember stories better and better. You do not have to fear that it will be dangerous or unsafe. The area is far away. Out of the community and safe enough to be quiet enough for them to figure out what's on their mind. So go to sleep, Mr. Smith.

You don't have to try to think about it now. It's better to wait to find a new place. Your condition won't get better. She finished talking and went to talk to the doctor about something. They looked at me too.

I thought today would be my last day at the field hospital. I said goodbye to my best friend, my bedside friend. I told him that although I didn't know your name. But you are like my uncle who taught me about things when I seem to get nervous when bad things come back into my brain. He was never afraid, never scolded me when I was out of my mind. Maybe hurt him sometimes, but every time he hugs me when I cry out in the torture of what is going on, he wishes me good luck and remembers to come home safely. Young man, go to sleep. Tomorrow I will still be lying next to your bed, worried that today will be the last day we will meet.