
Pop Mountain Apocalypse
by Temple Away
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"It's really no peace" Su Ziming thought about it and became furious again unconsciously. He kicked Lin Lin's body again, then took Song Xiner's arm and walked away. Against the sky that was flickering with lightning, finally after a muffled thunder, it began to rain. Lin Anran, dressed in a black raincoat, knelt down next to Lin Lin's body, her face wet, and she couldn't tell whether it was rain or tears. There was a long silence. The rain gradually stopped, and on the river bank not far away, several lanterns and bonfires were lit, figures were swaying, and the sound of rain was mixed with faint whispers, as if an ancient and mysterious sacrificial ceremony was being performed. Lin Anran stood up, patted the muddy water on his knees, covered Lin Lin's body with his raincoat, and then walked toward the light alone. In the distance, another bolt of lightning flashed across. Lin Lin, covered under the raincoat, slowly opened his eyes...
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