As he walked to a junction and across a zebra crossing, a few sparrows flew over the electric post above him.
Their chirping was melodious, and Lin Sheng felt the roiling inside him subside somewhat.
He stood beneath the pole and looked up at the sparrows. But just as he lifted his head, the sparrows were seemingly shocked as their feathers bristled and flew away in fear. As if someone had just whacked them with a stick.
"That's a little much, ain't it…" Lin Sheng helplessly look down and continued on walking as the cold wind made him feel a little better.
The sky was getting darker.
Lin Sheng had walked a few kilometers now. He felt that his body had somewhat calmed down and that it was in better shape. Only then was he bothered about what was going on around him.
At that moment, a faint piano tune could be heard not far away on the right street.