The streets were bustling with activity as pedestrians hurried by.
A man dressed in black strode down the street, his steps neither rushed nor sluggish, his expression detached.
He seemed more susceptible to the cold than most; although the temperature wasn't particularly low, he was already wearing a black turtleneck and a dark, wide trench coat. The long coat made his figure appear slender and elongated, exuding a sense of stark indifference.
Such an aloof man always provoked a swirl of curiosity. A few young women on the sidewalk glanced over discreetly, debating whether to approach him for his contact details.
Just then, a little girl clutching snacks dashed out of the convenience store and ran to keep up with the man's pace.
The women watching hidden in the shadows deflated with disappointment: So he has a child already...
Cherry stuffed a big handful of lollipops into her pocket, then handed Nathaniel the cigarettes, "The smokes are yours, and the candy's mine."
