UNISTAR : Invisible Moon [ENG Version]

Chapter 5 : Follow The Invisible Moon

It was obvious that his son had already abandoned his father. I doubt whether he had a real debt. But even if he could repay the debt in whole, I'm sure he would never take his father back home.

This father's mentality made me feel depressed. He was willing to suffer just to satisfy his own son. Whatever his son said, this father always trusted without a doubt. Even if the father had to become homeless like a beggar, he still believed that his son would come back to bring him home.

This was the love of a father. I'm not sure whether his son would realise it, but at least, there was someone who did — P'In, this celebrity Moon.

If I was in P'In's shoes, I wouldn't dare be involved with the homeless, because I'd be afraid. It's hard to know if they would harm us or not. But P'In also gave him food.

Oh right, I remembered that I saw a post on twitter that said the user saw a person giving food to the homeless near my university.

I tried to find that tweet on my phone. It was posted last week, which meant this old man had been waiting for his son for over a week and P'In kept bringing food for him. I wondered whether P'In knew that this old man had already been abandoned but chose to say nothing.

On one hand, I really couldn't understand why P'In just let him wait hopelessly. On the other hand, I knew that hope was like the heart of our lives, without hope — there's no point in living.

If P'In told him the truth, this old man would be disheartened. So P'In probably just didn't say anything but still looked after him as much as he could, despite the fact that he was neither a relative nor a friend.

When P'In finished eating, he took the wallet and gave some money to the old man — 60 baht.

"I'll be busy in the evening, please take it to buy food."

"Thank you, young man, I could live without difficulty because of you. You're always helping me."

The old man accepted the money with gratitude.

"I promise, when my son comes, I'll surely repay you."

The old man still had hope.

P'In just stood up and kept walking without saying a word. I wondered whether there was any way to help this old man. I had read and knew that there were some nonprofit foundations that could help with cases like these. But it would be better to wait and see first, because P'In might have already thought about this.

After that, I saw P'In carrying the other plastic bag and heading to the riverfront. He went into a small temple there. I followed.

Woof! Woof! Woof!

I paused for a moment, because as soon as P'In walked in, the dogs, almost ten of them, were running towards him. They ran, jumped and wagged their tails joyfully. They were all stray dogs. Just a few seconds ago, their eyes looked depressed, but the moment they saw P'In, all of them became cheerful, as if seeing their owner.

In Thailand, stray dogs or cats could be found in many places, especially at the temples. There were many irresponsible animal owners in my country, yet the authorities weren't able to solve this issue. So the temples — some people considered Thai temples as the almshouses for poor people and animals — had no choice but to look after these abandoned animals.

Right now, the dogs were barking very loudly.

"Shhh..." P'In raised his finger to his mouth, making the dogs quiet.

"Sit." P'In ordered gently. Surprisingly, every dog seemed to understand him. They all sat down and stopped barking.

Apparently, the bag that P'In had been carrying contained dog food. P'In pulled it out and fed each dog. The dogs seemed very hungry, so they quickly devoured the food.