The Guilt of the Heart is Hard to Redeem
by Qu Congjun
About This Novel
I am a criminal, running away in the green mountains and forests. I don't know when I will be caught by the police, maybe tomorrow, maybe the next second. At this moment, I just walked through a forest and came to a path. The path is like the wrinkles of a mountain, winding and embedded in the withered yellow weeds, making it impossible to guess where it will turn. The setting sun pulled the last ray of light from my feet and fell into the mountain stream, leaving a huge silhouette behind. When the sky darkened completely, the silhouette disappeared. This world is dominated by darkness. Fortunately, there is light, although the light it shines here is very weak, but I can take advantage of this weak light, bend down, and move forward slowly like a wriggling earthworm. In the middle of winter, the wind is chilly and it's night again, so it's even colder in the mountains.
What Readers Think
Rating
Community(0)
Rating
Community(0)
