Come, Tell Me Your Story

Lin Sanjiu held her breath and ducked. She stayed still while she observed the figure in the distance.

The man swung his arms while he walked. Even though she did not make a single sound, that person stopped and surveyed his surroundings after barely taking a few steps toward the forest. This time, when he turned his head, Lin Sanjiu was immediately certain of his identity because she saw the ponytail at the back of his head.

For some reason, Mr. Ponytail seemed cautious. He stood still for a few seconds before suddenly turning around and slowly retreating away from the forest. Under the dim, hazy moonlight, it did not seem as if he had walked far. He remained near the entrance of the forest, his body casting a long, wavering shadow in the forest against the moonlight.