Unfortunate children seemed to have all moved into the apartment called Happiness, each building standing in the night, singing their favorite songs, lulling them to sleep, weaving their dreams.
Having lingered in front of Building One for a long time, Han Fei's heart had already ventured into the pitch-dark entrance.
"This should be my home, but why are all the lights out?"
Gazing upward slowly, Han Fei scrutinized each and every household.
In the Happiness Residential Community's Building One, just these few words stirred waves in Han Fei's blank mind.
"Hurry up! Don't stay here!" Achong came close to Han Fei, speaking urgently. He had a great first impression of the man in front of him, as if the two had been friends once.
"I…" Han Fei shook his head, walking towards the entrance of Building One, but Achong grabbed him.
"Are you crazy?" Achong couldn't comprehend Han Fei's actions, the latter hopelessly looking at the eerie, grim old building.
