Leon strode down the street with a swagger that disowned kinship.
His hairstyle used to be parted like Leon Kennedy's, youthful and lively, but now it has been combed back, with a tuft of blonde hair fluttering in front of his forehead, making him look adult.
Whether it was the way he walked or the swing of his arms, there was an extra energy about it that made you conjure joyful music just by looking at him.
Obviously, when he felt happy, he even thought about stopping to dance but his sense of shame sternly suppressed any social-suicide-inducing impulse.
He had let loose, but not completely. After all, dancing on the streets during a celebration night wasn't a big deal.
"..."
Qiying went silent watching him.
Where did the bright and cheerful big boy go? Looking at Leon's current hairstyle, it wouldn't be odd if he declared "I want to stand above the heavens" the next second.
