The cigarette between his fingers had already burned to his fingers, pulling his thoughts back from a distance.
He put out the cigarette in his hand and threw it into the ashtray. He looked elsewhere and turned to leave. But at the last moment, he saw something in the flowerbed.
He paused for a moment and then looked at the flowerbed again.
The few Queen of the Night that had not bloomed all this time were slowly opening up their petals, gradually blossoming in front of Leroy.
The light above was projected on the pure white petals, casting a layer of shadow outline on the ground. As the petals unfolded, the shadow on the ground also became bigger.
They were pure white, surrounded by the darkness. The whiteness of the flowers was dazzling and breathtakingly beautiful.
Leroy was amazed
