Chaotic Black Monday

His name was A Bin. I don't remember his full name anymore. I just remember that he seemed to be very dark and tall. He had a tattoo on his back. He was a bit fierce when he spoke to me. He always squatted in front of the car repair shop and ate a bucket of instant noodles. I don't know why, I can only vaguely remember some memories. I recalled everything about him in my mind When I came to my senses, I only held in my hand a yellowed train ticket from many years ago. I seem to remember. Abin is dead. First person BE Release your own products Working hard to fill the hole Purpose: Cherish life and live hard