The bamboo broom in Zicen's hand made shallow marks on the bluestone, and he finally slowed down his voice: "There is no one here that the donor is looking for. Please come back, please." A super short story, a work of pure inspiration. It is said to be a dream that the master had. What he dreamed about was not a story, but a novel. Luzhu only remembered the ending. The novel was so stunningly beautiful that Luzhu wrote it as... Zzzzz a scumbag from junior high school days... No matter how wordy it is, no one would read it anyway. I just posted it for my own enjoyment.
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