"Yo, she's out."
The second Lin Sanjiu rushed out of the basement door, she heard a lackadaisical voice commenting light-heartedly. Stepping on a pile of woodchips, Lin Sanjiu stood in the dimly-lit corridor and looked into the living room.
The candlelight from the flickering flames dyed half the living room orange-red. It was a stark contrast to the serene night sky outside the window. Qing Jiuliu was standing in the warm flickering candlelight. He turned his head to face Lin Sanjiu and flashed a pearly smile at her. His eyes were half hidden in the shadows but they seemed to be sprinkled with starlight which sparkled like diamonds.
