He wore a short, blue tunic and a white robe. Though made of cloth, it was neatly arranged and looked refreshingly clean. Beads of sweat had already gathered on his forehead, and his face flushed red.,She reached for the soap, but all she saw was a small bucket filled with yellowish-brown grease.,A few days ago, he was still a promising young man with a bright future, the pride and hope of the whole village. But because of an accident, he took his boss's ride, and his life took a bizarre turn.。