Heimo had never known that the market at night would be so beautiful. Despite the thick clouds that obscured the moonlight, the market was lit with thousands of sky lanterns, bringing each of their wishes to Heaven. Tantalizing smell of food filled the air, mixing with the hustle bustle of the crowd. The atmosphere came to life by the sounds of children prancing around, the adults nearby gazing at them with a fond expression.
For a split second, Heimo was reminded of Uncle and Auntie. They were also like that once, watching over their three children playing around. Back then, Heimo had just entered the family, he was still unfamiliar with the kind strangers who took him in thus the restraint and inhibition in his act. However, his Shijie had brought to him a paper lantern and handed him a brush. "You should write whatever you wish for!" She said with a toothy grin.
