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...