Hong Kong Young Writers Anthologies Fiction 4567 | Page 165

However, I found out that he was killing those people who betrayed our country or have done something bad to our country, and he took their money to live. I also realized that he started to love drawing. I could always see him draw on a building. He sat there peacefully and drew carefully. All of those were so strange. When I eventually saw one of his drawings, I was very confused. There were four people on it: Mr. Huang, Mrs.Huang, Chenyang and Chenyu. They were all smiling. The youngest little boy who seemed quiet similar with Jo had a necklace with a wolf fang on it, and the elder boy had a same necklace with the younger one. Wait, that necklace looked familiar...I was touched deeply. Yes, I knew that fang. The wolf fang with a heart of freedom...