Red Cassock

Red Cassock

by Caidan

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I'm old, I'm already seventy, seventy years old is rare, and I don't have much left to live. But I never dare to say that I am old in front of my grandfather, not because my grandfather is a grandfather, but because my grandfather is one hundred and twenty-eight years old, a full fifty and eight years older than me. Do you think I dare to say that I am old in front of my grandfather? I don't dare, I absolutely don't dare. In front of my master, in front of my master, I am just a kitten or puppy that has just opened its eyes. Not only did my grandfather live a long life, he was also extremely healthy, as strong as a young hunter who could chase a roe deer on a high hillside. My grandfather has created an image for himself of a hundred-year-old and a twenty-year-old face. This image makes me, a seventy-year-old grandson, feel ashamed, which makes me doubt whether he is a human or an immortal.

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