"In front of the door, under the big bridge, a flock of ducks swims by, come quickly and count, two, four, six, seven, eight......"
A children's song was playing on the TV in the living room.
In the morning, upon waking up and preparing to wash up, the Monk heard this song and was stunned for a moment. Last night's events were still vivid in his mind, especially the pair of soggy footprints. It wasn't just a blow to Mr. Su Bai, but also to himself and Foye. After all, he and Foye were also residents of this house, and they had always prided themselves in "Peach Blossom Spring" being a safe haven for them and others. But now, the house had been revisited.
The Monk looked worriedly towards the living room, only to find Mr. Su Bai sitting on the sofa eating fried eggs and toast while drinking milk, with a phone beside him watching some video.
"Morning." said the Monk.
