“Come out! Come out, quickly!” Sky spoke lazily.
“Still don't want to come out? If you do not come out, I will not be polite anymore! Do you think I can’t catch a small bat?” Sky pursed his lips and sat down.
“I will count to three! One!”
“Two! You still don't want to come out?”
“Really don’t want to come out? Alright! Three!” Sky stood up, and he was becoming impatient.
“Are you anxious?” A clear voice sounded from the depth of the woods. “Going for a walk on such a beautiful night is truly pleasant.”
A tall and slim figure appeared from behind the trees. He was wrapped in a long black cloak. His face looked delicate and pale like a sickly person. When the moon shined on him, there was a very long shadow. He looked very relaxed and comfortable under the moonlight.
“You should be grateful to me. If I did not bring you so far away, how could you enjoy such a beautiful night scene?” He gently smiled.