An eight-person family, where clearly everyone showed a love for life, but after chatting alone with the Female Reporter for a little while.
In this family, a rather ominous atmosphere seemed to have emerged.
No one showed an attitude different from the past; they still loved life, still helped the elderly, and helped the children.
Yet for some reason, all of this was different from the past.
In the evening, the old man was carried to the bed and laid down. After he smilingly thanked his son and grandson, he turned off the electric light.
There was not a sliver of light in the dark room.
When they were on the surface, although the nights were very dark, there was still some natural light.
At least people could see the starry sky, and the light emitted by those stars could illuminate the road.
However, in the shelter, when there was no light, there really was no light; everything was terrifyingly dark, so dark that nothing could be seen.
Vision was as if it had been stripped away.
In the past, the old man felt that such darkness was a rather good environment. When he lived on the surface, he occasionally needed to wear an eye mask to fall asleep.
After entering the shelter, he could fall asleep quickly without wearing an eye mask.
But today, he could not sleep.
He kept pondering those words the Female Reporter said to him, pondering whether he had ever done anything for this family since entering the shelter.
Without a doubt, other than troubling his family, he had not made a single contribution! This made him very sad. When he was young, he was also a strong-willed person, but now, he had ended up living like this.
*Perhaps I really am a burden to