After Studying Abroad for Three Years, You Told Me There Is Hell

"You told me there is a god in this world?" "It really does." "Then why don't you tell me shit tastes good." "Shit doesn't actually taste like anything." "How... How do you know." The man turned his back to the window and took a deep breath from the cigarette in his hand. "Guess." "Guess what?" The bald man frowned and forced a smile. The man threw down the cigarette butt, stepped on it, and turned around. Dusk shrouded the window outside the window, and the setting sun was not blocked, penetrating from behind him and illuminating the entire house. The bald head could not hide the dazzling light, and he squinted slightly. "What?" Looking again, the man had already disappeared. "Whatt..." This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.