Wang Ergou didn't know where to go, the weather was a little cold, and Wang Ergou only wore a thin single coat when he came out. The thick fog fell on him, cold to the bone, and even this late autumn was full of hostility.

It was so good that it blinded the world. Wang Ergou walked through the fog at will, not knowing where he had gone, and he didn't care where he had gone. What is hidden in this thick fog is human suffering, but it has nothing to do with Wang Ergou, he doesn't want to think about what it means to grow up and what it means to be the master of the house.

He just wanted to wander aimlessly through this fog, even if he couldn't find his way home......

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