On a stormy night, I brought home a stray dog covered in wounds.
He had no name and knew nothing of human ways.
For over a decade, the underground fight club had trained him like an animal.
His eyes held nothing but ferocity and dependence on me.
I named him Zhou Wang.
I taught him how to dress and eat, and what it meant to feel warmth.
But he gave all his tenderness to me.
He wrecked shops and stole medicine for me, and stood against the whole world for my sake.
Even with handcuffs on and his body covered in wounds,
all he could do was call my name with red-rimmed eyes.
Others said he was insane and terrifying.
Only I knew
his world was simple and pure.
From beginning to end,
there was only one Mu Zike.
This is a heartrending story of two people saving each other,
and a love so devoted it will make you cry.
Just open it,
and see if you can make it through without being moved.
