His eyebrows were furrowed, his mouth moved rapidly in agitation, and his breaths came out heavily, like the pent-up energy of a volcano about to erupt, each exhale a blast of fury.,In Hangzhou, during the days he relied on his uncle, he met a neighbor kid. He was a kind and generous child, willing to share snacks with him and toys, unlike other kids who mocked him for being a wild child.,This time, the war has eased a little. I want to go home and have a look.。