"For the glory of humanity, he sacrificed." "
In the dead-silent coliseum, a little girl in a floral dress with her hair in a high ponytail, naively biting her left index finger while pointing toward the man in the center of the arena.
With a tone of innocence, flawlessness, purity, childishness, and confusion, she asked the woman beside her, "Mommy, what is emasculation?"
"Emasculation..." The girl's mother, stunned, took a while to turn around, her eyes instantly moistened, her hand covering her mouth, holding back tears stuck in her throat.
"Mommy, why are you crying?" Panicked, the little girl quickly reached out to wipe the tears from the woman's cheeks, "Mommy, I won't ask anymore, I won't ask."
Children are the best at empathizing.
As the woman started to cry uncontrollably, the child also burst into loud crying, "Mommy! I won't ask anymore! I won't ask what emasculation is anymore!"
And this naive cry echoed like a bell of awakening to the world.
