The firecrackers went on for a full hour, and the streets only became quiet around one o'clock.
There was a dim light in Elliot Chen's bedroom. He lay on the bed, looking outside through the window with no curtains drawn.
In the dark streets, there was only the faint light of street lamps.
Everything around was quiet, and everyone else in the house had gone to sleep.
Elliot Chen was not sleepy. He was covered with a warm quilt, but he did not feel comfortable.
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