"Y-Yes!" Feng Tian stammered, his eyes red and swollen, and his voice slightly wavering. Moving his legs, he quickly caught up with the old man. Walking away, for the last time, he turned his head around. From the corner of his eye, he saw his parents still wearing a warm smile.
'Even if temporary... I kinda like this...' Stretching his lips ear to ear, he waved goodbye and smiled playfully.
***
Continuously walking through the silent streets of the outskirts of Xiouyue, Lucian could feel the soft reflection of the moon lighting the entire area.
The streets that were bustling with people in the morning seemed barren, as if not a single soul had stepped on them in ages. The windows of the nearby houses were open, yet not a speck of light shone from the inside.
But in the distance, where the outskirts came to an end and the true Xiouyue began, the bright lights of the streets and soft churn of muffled voices could still be seen and heard from the outskirts.
