Under the moonlight, apart from the cheerful cries of the nightingale.
One could even hear a faint man's voice emerging.
If you listen closely, it sounds like a chanting:
"Eternal cold, all things still, heart and air calm, gaze at me alone, united mind and spirit…"
Truly...
The moon sets, the crow caws, the frost blankets the sky, the van didn't pull the handbrake!
When Zhang Feng finally emerged from the van, panting and drenched in sweat.
The van was almost slipping through the wire fence!
After jumping out of the car, Zhang Feng headed straight for the van's passenger side.
Not to remedy the situation by pulling the handbrake.
But to take out a bottle of mineral water.
He twisted it open and poured it over his right hand.
Even though it seemed to be soaked to the point of peeling, he continued to wash.
As for why, we don't know either.
After washing for a while, he poured the rest over his head.
