The sun rose from the east, shining on Lin Wu's face as he opened his eyes and stared blankly at the blue sky for a few minutes. He rolled over to the lamppost, sprawled on it like a sloth, packed up his sleeping bag, and slid down the pole to the ground. He then grabbed a couple of cans and a bottle of water from his backpack and carelessly started his breakfast.
He had just taken a bite of the damn beans when he saw a young man and woman approaching from not too far away last night. With youthful faces, they weren't old. The boy was slightly timid, trailing half a step behind the girl. The girl wasn't much braver, staring at the mummy before her, "I'm Fei Sha." She waited.
Lin Wu: "I'm Zou Stone."
The boy said nervously, "I'm actually Zou Stone."
