"I'm not completely crazy. It's just that I can't stand the stimulation for a while. It's easy to solve."

The woman shook her head. She was not interested in this: "Then, I'll leave it to you and I'll leave first."

"swallow."

The old man looked back as he spoke, but the woman had disappeared.

The most important thing is to act vigorously and resolutely.

He couldn't help but patted his forehead: "What did I want to say?"

"That's all."

It seems that there is nothing in this world that is worthy of his attention.

There is nothing that cannot be "forget it".

He turned around slowly and was stunned for a long time, not knowing what he was thinking.

The old yellow dog lying at the door suddenly barked.

The old man seemed to wake up with a start.

He looked down at the dull man on the ground, stretched out his thin, wrinkled fingers, and tapped his forehead.

The man calmed down for a while, and his dull eyes gradually came to life.

Disgust, hatred, sadness, suffering...it was as if all the emotions were squeezed together and appeared in those painful eyes.

"Boy, what's your name?"

"Fang! Fang...He Ling!"
Chapter completed!