Short CollectionPingxie
Wu Xie stood in that place close to hell and said to Zhang Qiling: "I will never forget you."
However, fate played a joke on him.
The last member of the Zhang family rose up and once again shouldered the fate that should not belong to him.
The same giant bronze door, the same two people,
One person forgets everything and keeps his eyes silent; one person loses everything and is alone.
People on the road say that the little Buddha of the Wu family has fallen from genius and become a madman...
I live in the North Sea and the South Sea. I can't send you a letter from a wild goose. I can't thank you for it. I have peaches and plums in the spring breeze and a glass of wine. It rains in the rivers and lakes for ten years.
