In the past few days, a strange person has appeared next to me.
He often hides behind telephone poles, trash cans, and corners less than 200 meters away from me, and quietly monitors me.
I remained calm on the surface, but secretly found the gangster and planned to fish for law enforcement and teach this stalker a lesson.
Huang Mao collected the money, worked quickly, and kicked the man hiding in the grass with a precise kick.
He was about to say harsh words, but the next second he saw his face clearly, he felt like he had eaten two tons of shit and stammered: "Boss, boss, why is it you?"
The school bully's tailbone almost broke, and he laughed angrily, "Well done, you are worthy of being the bodyguard appointed by my wife."
[Short story I wrote before~]
First person/biased towards the wind
Purpose: cherish the present moment