When he picked me up from the ground, he still had a sesame seed cake in his arms.
I grabbed the sesame seed cake and pushed him away. I was about to run away, but I was grabbed by his withered hands like eagle claws. He glared at me with a pair of dead fish eyes, "Why are you running? You are grinning like a bastard, and you have no dignity."
The first time I met him, I was just twelve years old, and he was a little beggar that no one wanted.
Purpose: I met the adults when I was twelve years old, and I experienced the turbulent and turbulent years with the adults. My lord promised me that after the war is won, he will get drunk with me. But how can everything go as planned?