On New Year's Eve, the thirtieth night, the county town was brightly lit. Lanterns adorned every household, and though the wind was biting cold, it could not dispel the warmth and enthusiasm in people's hearts during this special Spring Festival. The sound of firecrackers arose from the streets and doorways of every household; whether rich or poor, all heard the same crackling fill the air.
However, while every household celebrated and kept vigil, two figures chased each other across the eaves of Brocade Lane. One pursued the other, braving the cold wind amidst the continuous sound of firecrackers.
Chen Ku's steps weren't slow, his gaze tightly locked on the figure swiftly fleeing along the roofline ahead. Is that really my elder brother?
