Song Qingchun arrived at Su Zhinian's bungalow punctually at 7 pm. Su Zhinian was already gone. The dining room that was a mess when she left was properly cleaned, even the plates used during breakfast were washed, dried, and put back into the sterilized racks.
Song Qingchun stayed in the living room until 10 pm. Su Zhinian still showed no signs of himself, so she padded upstairs to the bedroom he had assigned. Perhaps it was because she did not have a good night sleep from the day before, after a quick shower, Song Qingchun got into a deep slumber not long after she crawled into her bed.
When she woke up, it was already 10 am the next morning. A message came to her phone when she was brushing her teeth. It was from Qin Yinan. Song Song, my plane is taking off soon. Will arrive at Beijing in two and a half hours.
Song Qingchun bit the toothbrush in her mouth and replied to him, Which gateway will you be at? I will go fetch you.
