
Death Sentence
by Ding Bohui
About This Novel
Let's start the story from six years ago. One evening six years ago, I was preparing to walk home through the pine forest in front of the village, when my uncle appeared. Over the years, my uncle has become accustomed to picking me up here. He grabbed the bag from my shoulder as usual, but this time, my bag was too heavy and he was a little old. I saw him frown, try to straighten his back, and finally take a big step. There was a trace of sadness in my heart, and I said, "Uncle, please go back first, I will go to the temple to have a look." This pine forest is the treasure of the village and my childhood memories. We used to graze cattle and dig herbs here as kids, and it's been endless for as long as I can remember.
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