An unfinished novel that was removed from shelves and republished many years ago
The bright moon was there at that time, and it once illuminated the colorful clouds.
That night, Cheng Miao was attracted by the whining sound and watched the hungry wolves eating up the young deer. In the end, only a pool of blood and a few hairs were left on the ground.
He closed his eyes, as if he was among the pack of wolves, tearing apart the soft body of the young deer with his sharp claws, and together they devoured the flesh and blood that was still alive during the day. The noisy hunger in his belly made him swallow the white deer's hooves whole.
