chapter 22 Youthful thoughts

Clarence Chen stood up weakly, entered the yard, closed the door, and walked slowly towards the stove. He still subconsciously sat on the bench, but after sitting down, he suddenly raised his head and saw the old gun opposite. Old chairs, empty.

Like a young man’s heart at this moment

Clarence Chen put his hands on his face. After shaking for a while, he regained some energy. Then he stood up and punched on the corridor. Then he remembered that his small courtyard...