"The fifth day, the fifth day, where are you?" I exclaimed, how a big living man disappeared beside me without any reason.

"where are the first five people?" I looked at the Artemisia grass under the bank with a wolf eye flashlight, and the fifth day really disappeared.

"it's impossible. It's still here. How can it suddenly disappear? Even if a devil comes, it's impossible to get rid of him." I forced myself to calm down and quickly walked down the bank and into the Artemisia grass I was looking for on the fifth day of the first five year plan. A gust of wind blew, which made the reeds...