Chapter 4: A Smile
Ten minutes later, Yibei stood by the man-made lake by his loft, holding a lighter and a bottle of water in his hand.
He lit the lighter and approached the paper ball little by little.
Although his behaviour seemed a bit overboard, there was no harm in doing so if it gave him peace of mind.
A gust of wind blew, making the paper ball tremble in its breeze as if it were begging Yibei not to burn it.
“Right, but you had the gall to scare the living crap out of me.”
He cursed at the ball and stretched his hand forward, igniting the paper ball.
The ball of paper quickly burnt to a crisp, releasing an unpleasant smell of burnt… animal fur?
The night was coming, and before it got dark, a woman working at the carnival was rushing home.
When she passed the lake, she smelled a burning smell and was slightly taken aback to see a young man in a red coat staring intently at the flickering fire in front of him.