Song Lei patted his stomach while leaving the pub.
"That was good..." He muttered as he walked towards their house. It was already midnight by the time he left the pub. He had spent a bit more time than he needed with Zach chatting.
The streets were empty. Song Lei felt chilling loneliness creeping into his body. He rubbed his arms and blew air onto his hands to warm them up. Fortunately, the rain was already over.
Feeling the cold and the creepy atmosphere, an anxious feeling appeared in his heart. Trusting his sixth sense, Song Lei hastened his steps. He was almost running right now.
Reaching the house, he opened the door and threw himself in. The empty house gave him an eerie feeling as if every piece of furniture that should've been here had been swallowed by the walls. He calmed himself down quickly and climbed the stairs.