The rain had doubled the amount it had shed its water drops than the weeks before. In the time pass midnight where often time no one would come out, Fan Gang wore his hooded long pitch black jacket to prevent him from being drenched by the rain. He had passed through the dark alley and moved in a small and narrow pathway where suddenly a clicking sound scattered in front of him. It was a rat who had been eating trashes from the bin and ran when it sensed his large motion.
Finding the rat her almost recalled the days where he was called and shouted as a rat. To find the rat at the moment he pulled a small smile as he felt how his fate from the rat wasn't that far off different.
