"Chichi, a gangster, embraces cloth and trades silk. Bandits come to trade silk, and they come with my plan. ..."
The cold wind was blowing outside, and the dim candlelight flickered on the table. A torn roll of paper with blurred writing. A teardrop splashed on the paper, staining it with "gang".
"Zhong, you and I, who is a gangster?" The man who was reading softly paused for a moment, and uttered a sentence that seemed to have been helpless and smooth over the years. There was deep fatigue and sadness in it, as well as love and hate for another person.
*"Hunter" is the story of a heartless man.
(Ancient, overhead, bamboo horse, BE)
(Gentle and heartless son attack × innocent and ordinary person)
*A short story of about 10,000 words, written by Qing Shui, written in the first person.
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