In my third year in Linshui City, I met a man holding a red umbrella on a pedestrian bridge.
Because the house on the west side of the old city was haunted, I thought about it and sold it at a low price. The first person who came to the door was this gentleman.
"Sir, what are you doing?"
Mr. Red Umbrella turned his head and gave me a malicious smile.
"Ms. Lin, hello..."
He was holding a ferocious cat head in his hand, with blood all over the floor.
There were countless "fuck"s running through my mind.