This is a story about Yangwei Alley. There are many monsters in the story.
But in the end, they all died. At that time, I no longer knew who to sympathize with. ——Li Qingzhan
My family lives in a small place called Yangwei Alley. There is an old beggar sitting at the entrance of the alley. Every time I see him, he shouts at his floral rags and a broken gong to give me sweets.
I saw his big fluffy tail swinging wildly behind him, so I spat at him disdainfully and walked away.
Yes, I am much smarter than adults think because I can see a lot of things that they can't.
Just like the old beggar who makes a living by begging is actually a big old and ugly squirrel.
I can see them, and I believe they must know.
I know a lot of things and I don't know a lot of things.
It's like love is short-lived in the adult world, I don't know.
But I understand one thing. As long as I understand this, that's enough.
The reason why demons and monsters prefer me so much is not because of how powerful I am.
All this, just because I have a well.
I always warn Jesus, never look down at the mouth of the well when nothing happens. Because you never know when you will unexpectedly see an eye staring at you silently but eerily.
Grandma said, these are the eyes of this well.