Entertainment: A whirlwind marriage with a fairy-like mother at the start!

a few days later.

It was exactly 8 p.m.

The official Weibo account of Xianyu Entertainment.

Liu Qianqian has a blog account with tens of millions of followers, as well as an account on foreign websites with several million followers.

At the same time, a video without any text was released.

The video is twenty minutes long.

The cover is black and white.

A pair of hands, covered with age spots and withered like dead tree branches, were tightly held by another pair of young, fair hands.

Many netizens who were still arguing with Japanese netizens online clicked on this video.

The video begins.

There was no background music.

The only sound was the bumpy noise of the car driving on the muddy dirt road.

The camera is shaky.

The scene then cuts to a dark, dilapidated old house.

The plaster is peeling off the wall.

The room was filled with the musty smell of someone who had never seen sunlight.

Liu Qianqian appeared in the shot.

She wasn't wearing makeup.

He was wearing an extremely ordinary black coat.

Her hair was casually tied back.

The area under his eyes was covered with bloodshot veins.

She was sitting on a low stool.

Next to it was a worn-out rattan chair.

An elderly woman with a full head of white hair sat in a rattan chair.

The old man was so thin he was just skin and bones.

The wrinkles on his face were so deep they could hold a piece of paper between them.

A simple white caption appeared at the bottom of the screen.

Survivor: Grandma Wang. 92 years old.

I saw this line of text.

The netizens who were originally asking in the bullet comments what movie trailer this was were now...

My fingers stopped typing instantly.

Countless people in front of the screen held their breath.

Liu Qianqian reached out her hand.

Gently hold the old man's withered hands.

Her voice was a little hoarse.

"grandmother."

Would you like to talk about what happened back then?

The old man's cloudy eyes looked at the camera.

silence.

A silence that lasted for half a minute.

The only sound was the whooshing of the wind through the windows of the old house.

at last.

The old man's withered lips moved slightly.

"The nightmare has begun..."

The old man spoke very slowly.

With a heavy local accent.

Every word seemed to be forced out of a parched throat.

Clear subtitles are displayed at the bottom of the screen.

The old man spoke very slowly.

With a heavy local accent.

Every word seemed to be forced out of a parched throat.

Clear subtitles are displayed at the bottom of the screen.

I was only fifteen years old that year.

"Still washing clothes by the river at the village entrance."

"Those damned Japanese soldiers suddenly stormed into the village."

"There were gunshots everywhere, and fire everywhere."

"I was so scared that I ran home; my legs were like jelly."

Before I even reached my doorstep, two Japanese soldiers with bloodied bayonets grabbed me by the hair.

"They threw me into a big truck."

"The carriage was crammed with young women and wives who had been arrested together; they were all trembling and crying..."

"We were pulled into a stronghold covered with barbed wire."

"Those days."

The old man paused for a moment.

His thin, bony fingers unconsciously clenched the hem of his clothes.

The joints are white.

"It's simply indescribable."

The old man's body trembled slightly.

Cloudy tears slid down the corners of her eyes.

It seeped into the deep wrinkles.

I fainted several times.

"But they simply ignore it."

Liu Qianqian burst into tears.

She quickly lowered her head.

He wiped away his tears haphazardly with the back of his hand.

He reached out and gently stroked the old man's back.

The video's comments section went completely silent at that moment.

No one speaks.

Only countless people silently shed tears in front of their screens.

The despair and humiliation conveyed through the screen.

It was so oppressive that everyone could hardly breathe.

The old man took a few deep breaths.

She raised her hand.

She wiped the tears from her face with the back of her hand.

His eyes suddenly turned extremely angry.

"Finally, I can take advantage of this opportunity."

"Let me finally let out the resentment I've been keeping buried in my heart!"

The old man pounded on the armrests of the rattan chair.

"Let people know the shameless acts of the Japanese invaders!"

"You know I've been framed!"

"They were forced into submission by bayonets and guns!"

The old man's words were resounding.

Every word was written in blood.

It was a resounding slap in the face to those right-wing Japanese media outlets that clamored for "voluntary" participation.

This is hell on earth.

It is the cruelty of wild beasts to civilians.

The old man finished venting.

He seemed to have exhausted all his strength.

She leaned back in the wicker chair.

His cloudy eyes gazed at the sky.

"They're really scoundrels."

The old man shook his head.

His tone conveyed a deep sense of powerlessness and sorrow.

"They're trying to drag us down."

"Wait until we're all dead."

"They just won't admit it."

This sentence.

It strikes right at the heart of every Chinese person.

The sinister intentions of the Japanese right wing were exposed in a single sentence by this illiterate rural old man.

They were just waiting.

As these living witnesses pass away one by one.

Time will erase all traces.

When history becomes a blank sheet of paper that they can rewrite at will.

The old man grasped Liu Qianqian's hand in return.

The withered fingers clenched tightly.

"I'm getting old."

"Waiting to die."

"There's not much we can do..."

The old man looked at the camera.

His cloudy eyes were filled with resentment.

"I hope it will be before I close my eyes."

"We can get justice!"

That's the end of the video.

The screen gradually darkened.

At last.

Two lines of white text appeared on the black screen.

"Currently, there are fewer than forty registered survivors."

"They're waiting for an apology. But Japan is waiting for them to die."

The video ends.

Countless netizens burst into tears.

Anger burned fiercely in his chest.

"Screw voluntariness!"

"These inhuman beasts!"

Seeing my grandmother's tears, my heart ached so much it felt like it was going to break.

"They are waiting for justice! We absolutely cannot let them leave with regrets!"

"We can't wait any longer! Post this video!"

"Let the whole world see their ugly faces!"

Less than an hour.

This is a 20-minute interview video.

The total number of views across the internet has exceeded 100 million.

Overseas students and overseas Chinese.

They acted with terrifying efficiency.

They organized themselves.

Translate videos into various languages.

This time.

They didn't engage in online arguments with Japanese netizens.

They just posted this video.

It was posted directly below the tweets of Japanese politicians.

It was posted on the Facebook page of that right-wing media outlet.

It was featured on the front page of major international news forums.

Ironclad evidence.

Faced with the tearful accusations of a ninety-year-old man nearing the end of his life.

I faced those wrinkled, desperate, and angry eyes.

Any attempt to justify such claims would appear extremely weak and shameless.

Japanese netizens who were originally clamoring on foreign websites that "there is no evidence"

They all fell silent.

An eerie silence fell over the entire Japanese online forum.

And those foreign netizens who were unaware of the truth.

After watching the video with English subtitles.

I was completely shocked.

"My God. This is absolutely the darkest moment in human history."

Why is this part of history almost never mentioned in our textbooks?

"Is all of this true? But the Japanese people I've met don't seem to be like this at all!!"

Don't be fooled by their appearance!