Nanzhu

One is Feng Zhu, who became a master through bamboo cultivation, and the other is Nan Huang, a miserable young man who was sold to a brothel by his mother to work as a boy. Feng Zhu held Nan Huang's hand, redeemed his body, and took him away from the fireworks scene. We settled in a small village. The house was not big, just right for the two of us. There was a large bamboo forest in front of the house. Feng Zhu pointed at the house in the sunset and said, "I will give you a home from now on." In Nan Huang's eyes, at that moment, the afterglow of the setting sun stretched their shadows so long, they seemed so inseparable, and there was an indescribable warmth in his heart. He did not speak, but held Feng Zhu's hand a little tighter. Finally, he was no longer alone.