Chapter 11
The setting sun’s light shot through the window frame at an angle, falling on Bai Huo’s face.
Continue reading “DFC: Chapter 11”Chapter 11
The setting sun’s light shot through the window frame at an angle, falling on Bai Huo’s face.
Continue reading “DFC: Chapter 11” →Chapter 9
Bai Huo was bored, crisscrossing his legs, peeling a wild persimmon for the little dragon to eat.
Continue reading “DFC: Chapter 9” →Chapter 8
For the eighth time, Luo Wen Xu’s call couldn’t get through, and he almost broke his desk.
Continue reading “DFC: Chapter 8” →Chapter 7
Lin Ke and He Ling had already left, Bai Huo re-filled the two wine glasses on the table.
Continue reading “DFC: Chapter 7” →Chapter 4
Bai Huo lived near the old forestry station in the eastern suburbs.
Continue reading “DFC: Chapter 4” →Chapter 2
The street was bleak, the wind scraping at exposed skin.
Continue reading “DFC: Chapter 2” →