The sun in May already carried a sense of anxiety, burning hot against the skin.
A ray of sunlight shone through the curtains onto the bedroom wall, spreading a golden sheen.
At 4:40 in the afternoon, Lu Cheng was jolted awake by the sound of knocking.
The phone buzzed continuously.
Picking it up to see, the caller was Dai Linfang. Fortunately, Lu Cheng had slept for a few hours. He swiped to answer: "What's up?"
"Open the door, I have something to talk about!"
There weren't many people who could find their way to Lu Cheng's home, even fewer who dared to pound on the door.
Lu Cheng got up, first drawing open the curtains, then stepping on the bed to find his slippers, wearing pajamas as he headed to the living room. After pulling open the door handle, he turned back around.
"Lu Cheng... let me tell you." Dai Linfang quickly stepped inside, starting to speak while bending over to change shoes.
