It was already dark, and a figure was staggering along the path of the dry forest. He carried a wine jar in one hand, and in the other, grabbed a wine jar and poured it into his mouth. Drink all the cans and throw them in the snow. Drowsy, his breath reached his throat, and he threw it up while holding on to a dead tree.

The warmth in his body was accompanied by the cloudy liquor slanting out, and he vomited for a long time, and before he stopped vomiting, he felt discomfort in his chest, and reopened the wine jar and poured himself violently.

He walked into the courtyard, kicked open the wooden door, and staggered down on the couch. There were no candles in the hut, the fire had been broken for days, the wooden door was not closed, and the cold wind carried snow flakes into the house......

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