That year, Zhuang Hechu was in jail and had a death wish. When Qian Zhong saw him, his pale and thin hands and feet were covered with heavy shackles, and he was covered in blood. He was still as gentle and smiling as before, and asked her softly, among the birds, beasts, insects, fish, plants and trees in this world, what was she most afraid of? Qianzhong hugged him, fearing that it would hurt if she hugged him tightly, and feared that if she hugged him lightly, he would disappear in the next moment. She didn't even think about what he was doing when he asked her, so she said that she was afraid of mice. She used to beg for food on the street and was most afraid of rats biting her while she slept. "Okay, I will be reborn as a mouse in the next life." Qian Zhongyou remembered that when Zhuang Hechu said this, he carefully held her in his arms and caressed her reluctantly. "I have done too much killing, and I am afraid I will never be able to live again as a human being. When I get to the King of Hell, I beg him to let me be reborn as a mouse, to be the most powerful one, so that all the mice will obey my words, and no one of them will appear in front of you again." "Look, letting me die is not a bad thing, right?" This is not a bad thing, then everything in the world is a good thing. Qian Zhong looked at the person sleeping next to her with mixed emotions under the moonlight. It was his words that year that made her determined to save him. How could such a beautiful person turn into a mouse?
