A sunny afternoon.
When the door was pushed open, Xie Qing turned around and saw a handsome-looking man standing at the door. Xie Qing looked him up and down and thought to himself: He looks like a rich man. Why do you come to this poor village for nothing?
Later, Xie Qing and the man sat face to face.
Xie Qing: Have you lost your memory? Don't remember anything?
The man nodded, looked at Xie Qing opposite with a complicated face, and asked: What about you?
Xie Qing: I forgot everything.
The man rolled his eyes: Let's talk to each other.
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Later.
The man couldn't move and stared at Xie Qing's back until he disappeared from his sight.
He gritted his teeth secretly: I will definitely find you, and then you will never be able to escape.
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Later, Xie Qing, who ran to another village, had just finished dealing with the cholera village. Before he could catch his breath, a cold hand suddenly appeared on his shoulder.
The voice of the man behind him was also cold. The man came close to his ear, raised the corners of his mouth, and said with a smile: Long time no see, I have been looking for you for a long time.
Finally, as the new sun rose, an old man sat under the tree and told the children this story over and over again that was not known to the world.
Intention: To be determined