This small town seemed to be an important transportation hub. The night gradually deepened, but it remained brightly lit. The hotel was right beside the national highway. The curtains were pretty good at blocking out light, but not so much with sound. Zhou Li stayed on the third floor, where the noise from the big trucks passing by and the late-night snack shop below was very disruptive. There was also a trashy KTV across the street that couldn't even provide basic soundproofing.
Zhou Li lay flat on his bed, the air conditioning running cold as he covered himself with a blanket and silently played with his cell phone. He was looking through Hong Ran's Moments, which were full of complaints.
The other bed was surprisingly neat.
Huai Xu sat cross-legged on the Five Finger Mountain couch, hugging his knees. Zhou Li occasionally flipped his phone to take a photo of him. His eyes would sparkle, making Zhou Li feel somewhat uncomfortable.
"What are you thinking about?"
"Master Ming."
