The Strongest Myth

The summer rain was pouring down, covering this small border town wantonly. There is a seat next to the window on a teahouse in the newly built urban area of ​​Dali City. Nie Rong was sitting there quietly, holding a book in his hand. There was a cup of soy milk and steamed buns on the table in front of him. Opposite him, a young man who looked to be just over 20 years old was looking around and looking out the window from time to time, obviously unable to calm down. Soft music was playing, and there were not many guests in the teahouse, so it seemed very quiet. Most of the guests talked about their respective topics in low voices consciously. "Captain Nie." The young man looked at the cover of the book in the hands of middle-aged Nie Rong, as if he had discovered something that surprised him. With a smile on his lips, he whispered with a strange smile: "I didn't expect you, Captain Nie, to be interested in online novels?" This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.