Taoist Priest

Cold night, it is winter now, January 1st, 2018. "Huh" breathed into his hands and rubbed them vigorously. Looking at the sky full of heavy snow, Xiao You shook his head and slowly pulled off his hat and stopped it in the corner. Suddenly a violent and rapid heartbeat came, and Xiao You didn't have time to take medicine... Alas, people must leave when it's time to die. Xiao You just leaned against the corner and slowly passed away from this world. No one noticed that he was dead. It wasn't until the next day when the aunt who was sweeping the floor put a coat on him that she knew he was dead. Later I learned that he passed away from a heart attack that night. Just before New Year's Eve, it was exactly twelve o'clock. He**. First his heart stopped, then he stopped breathing. He walked peacefully. When he left, he didn't say a word. This was the answer of a passerby who was later interviewed. Alas, let us mourn for him. Not yet one... This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.