The evening lights came on.
Qi Ruigang could hear the music playing from the garden outside.
His room was on the first floor, and the bed was next to the window. As long as he sat up, he could see what was happening outside.
The problem was, he couldn't sit up; he could only lie there, cursing.
It seemed like there was a party going on outside, with laughter, chatting, and cheers filling the air.
From their conversations, he gathered they were having a barbecue party.
"Ladies and gentlemen, good evening!" Awei stood on the makeshift stage, holding a microphone as the host.
A group of people below cheered and clapped.
Awei grinned, "Anyway, I won't drone on. Tonight's party is all about having fun. I have a program list in my hand. Tonight, we won't call it a night until we finish all the activities!"
"No calling it a night! No calling it a night!" A group of men below chimed in rowdily.
