Chapter 33: Ring A Bell

The cold Sunday night wind was making the semi-bald white hair man in his fifties with brown eyes, rub his wrinkling white skin arms with both hands despite wearing thick long sleeves.

Seeing a dim-lighted two-storey house in the distance while bringing his food that would be given to his neighbors.

Absentmindedly pressing the doorbell and patiently waiting for a few seconds before he heard the laughter originated on the left side of the first floor where numerous colored lights illuminating at the glass window. However, he hurriedly left with a bitter taste on his tongue to visit other neighbors in the area.

“It’s better to leave than wasting our time there.”

Talking to himself with a pissed off expression while walking on the dark alley towards the next house. Upon meeting people, he smiled and subtly scanned them from head to toe before giving them the food he cooked. Not wanting to stay and chat long with them since i