The Future in Your Hands
編集者: Transn
Mr. Qi was very surprised and confused. He could not understand why a sharp pain had appeared in his right wrist that was holding the knife when the blade appeared. It was a burning pain that was clear and uncontrollable, which was why he was not able to clear a path through his heart. What puzzled him more, was how the blankets in Sangsang's arms had appeared in the narrow gap between his chest and the knife.
He was so stunned by the questions, that he had forgotten to stop the local government runners from the Chang'an Local Government from taking Sangsang away. It wasn't until they had left the Lin 47th Street did he come out of the daze. He touched his shaven head somewhat irritatedly and swore before sitting down on the stone steps before the Old Brush Pen Shop.
"Mr. Qi, please look after the things beneath the bed and the two urns in the courtyard. Don't lose them."