"Tomorrow morning, Brother Jiang will come looking for you. Peng, Sister Peng, make the most of your time to rest. I'm leaving, see you tomorrow."
Han Chen ultimately restrained his inner impulses, clasped his fists and hands, and turned to leave.
"Good night, Brother Han."
Peng Liangyu watched Han Chen leave, feeling a sense of loss, as if unwilling to see him go.
...
Early the next morning, just as the sky began to brighten, Peng Liangyu got up, washed, and dressed, then quietly waited for Jiang Xiaobai's arrival.
Before long, Han Chen came.
"Good morning, Sister Peng!"
"Good morning, Brother Han!"
The two exchanged greetings.
"Has Brother Jiang not come yet?" Han Chen asked.
"No, he's still not here," Peng Liangyu replied.
