Chen Yusheng's Tail Clinic is located in the darkest corner of Rongcheng Lane. He could see everyone's emotions - the neighbor smiled and handed over the mung bean soup, tasting the rotten jealousy; the customer touched the pet to say thank you, and there was an irritable murderous intention under his palm. Today, my three-year-old daughter lost Grandma Lu's orange cat "San Tong". Grandma waved her hand and said it was okay, but Chen Yusheng saw that the black mist in her eyes was about to solidify. He closed his eyes and pulled out the photos of the model he had just taken on his phone - spray painting, assembling, and shooting. This was the only ritual that he could temporarily shut down his perception of. Santong was hiding in the ruins of Tongzi Tower opposite, and was blocked by a group of half-grown children. They smiled innocently, but Chen Yusheng could smell the bloody excitement half a street away. Tonight, he wants everyone to know that a veterinarian driven crazy by emotions is more dangerous than the hypocrisy in the entire alley.
