The time finally came, and I stood in front of the bronze door with the ghost seal in my hand. The bronze door made a very heavy sound, and then slowly opened from it, revealing a crack, which then slowly widened.
There was a lot of blue mist inside, so I couldn't see clearly, but a vague figure appeared, and he was slowly approaching.
My throat felt like I was being choked again. I couldn't help but laugh at myself. It's so unmanly for a man to be like this and want to cry at every turn.
The fog gradually dispersed, and the figure stood in front of me. There were still familiar eyebrows, so I couldn't help but take a few steps forward and stretched out my hand to him.
When Menyou Ping saw me, he stretched out his hand and joined mine. He suddenly smiled, just like the smile when he entered this door. He said, "Wu Xie, take me home."
My tears fell down all of a sudden, and I couldn't help but curse: "You fucking man, you only now know how to say this..."
PS: This article is probably composed of many short stories.
PS: This article is not sad.