Undercover Official

Every day when I was lurking, I recited my words in telemarketing scam dens, got beaten, and learned to deceive people. Three years later, I quit the entire group and returned to China, only to find that I could no longer adapt to normal life. The leader patted me on the shoulder and said, "You have done a great job, now it's time to sit in the office." But I only remember those eyes staring at me in the darkness, and the quiet snow of Zhongnan Mountain. On the day I submitted my resignation letter, I spent a whole day chopping firewood at the old Taoist temple in Zhongnan Mountain. Snow fell on my shoulders, just like the rare winter snow in Yangon that year when the cross-border operation was closed.