Fan Xijun's last words were, "Mr. Tan, I didn't steal money this time, but I stole a life and I'll give it to you."
The old blind man told our fortunes for us and said: "Mandarin ducks lose their twins, summer is weak and cold. Bones drown under the spring, and hate is buried in the Nanjiang River." But, Mr. Tan, I don't believe it, and neither can you, right?
"There are fifty strings for no reason, what's the next sentence?"
"It was just that I was at a loss at that time."
Don't be fooled by this evidence, your soul will last forever.
Ps:
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2. Short story, 18 chapters in total, with extra chapters
3. The protagonist has the attributes of a scumbag, so be careful and don't attack the author with ginseng.
Concept: A small town in the Republic of China, the Nanjiang River flows our story
