Chapter 333 How Juvenile Can You Be, ke?


    ke woke up at 5 a.m., as usual. He would go for a run and have breakfast before he went back to


    the military at eight. Lily usually woke up after eight, so ke hardly had time to be with Lily.


    Sometimes, ke wanted to wake Lily earlier to spend time with her, but he preferred letting her sleep


    in.


    ke kissed Lily gently on her forehead. She smiled even though she was still asleep. ke looked at


    Lily adoringly.


    ke returned to his room to change for running, not noticing a pair of footprints following him.


    At dawn, ke was running on the street. He felt like someone was tailing him. ke did not look


    back. Instead, he picked up the speed, and the footsteps from behind followed suit.


    ke ran as fast as an Olympic runner, yet the footsteps followed him closely. ke realized what was


    happening: no ordinary human could run as fast as him without running out of breath.


    Why would you follow me after getting hit by the car?


    ke remembered Lily told him before that one should never turn their head when being followed at


    night because that would risk putting out the vitality fire on their shoulders. ke thought he would be


    fine if he turned his whole body instead of his head.


    ke jumped up abruptly. He turned and kicked hard. However, there was no one behind him. ke


    those?


    ke began to run away as fast as possible.


    **


    Lily woke up alone in her bedroom. The sky was still dark, and Polly was still asleep.


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    Lily vaguely remembered her fathering to her after being chased by a ghost in her dream. She


    also remembered she was protecting her father by holding onto him tightly.


    That can''t be true. Daddy is so strong he could send a ghost flying away with a punch. He doesn''t need


    me to protect him.


    Lily yawned and went to wash her face.


    Pablo came into the room. He sat down and read a book.


    "Master, where have you been?" Lily mumbled with a mouthful of toothpaste. She looked at Pablo''s


    book curiously.


    "What''s the book about?" Lily asked.


    "Something you don''t understand. I''ll teach you when you are older," said Pablo dismissively.


    Lily pointed at the words in the book. "Mary had a littlemb. Her father shot it dead. Now it goes to


    school with her, between two chunks of bread," she recited.


    Pablo''s eyes twitched. "Who taught you this?" He was always amazed by Lily''s ability to spout


    nonsense.


    "Hannah taught me this," Lily answered.


    Fantastic! Pablo rolled his eyes. Lily had always had different people teaching her ridiculous stuff like


    this.


    "Do you want me to teach you a new trick?" said Pablo with a smirk.


    Lily shook her head. "No. Nothing goodes from you when you are smiling like this," said Lily.


    Lily wanted to run away, but the door opened abruptly. Lily saw her father panting in his sweaty shirt.


    "Dad? What happened? Did youe back from running? Why are you so tired?" asked Lily.


    ke ran to Lily before he looked back. He was no longer afraid of ghosts when he was with Lily. "Lily,


    is there any ghost behind me?" he asked.


    Lily was about to say something when she saw a pair of footprints. The footprints were running when


    they stopped abruptly at the door and stepped back like they saw something scary.


    "That''s strange," said Pablo when he saw the footprints.


    "What''s that, Master?" Lily found it strange to see only the footprints but not the ghost.


    "Usually, people went on to reincarnate when they died. However, when someone died too suddenly,


    he would search for his footprints. These footprints belong to someone," exined Pablo.


    "Can the footprints walk by themselves?" Lily was surprised.


    "Of course! A pair of eyeballs soaked in formalin solution in a shop stared at the customers. It


    contained the owner''s mind, just like when he was alive. The same goes for the footprints," Pablo


    exined. Lily nodded.


    However, ke frowned. He only noticed the victim''s bulging eyes. He tried to recall every detail of the


    ident using his photographic memory. He finally remembered the victim had lost both legs during


    the ident. The policeter found his legs were crushed into pieces by the concrete truck. It seemed


    like it was not the ghost that followed ke. It was the legs.


    ke looked at the door. The footprints were still there as if they were afraid to take another step.


    "Come in if you dare," said ke. The footsteps moved forward, and then they moved back like they


    were sending a message.


    Lily listened attentively. "Dad, he challenged you to go out," Lily tranted.


    "Youe in," said ke.


    "He said you should go out," Lily tranted.


    "Coward." ke smirked.


    The pair of footprints stomped in frustration.


    Pablo twitched his lips. How juvenile can you be, ke?