In the afternoon, Xu Qing packed away the pincers and metal rings. The gambling site was closed for the May Day holiday, and there was no need to keep an eye on the stock market's "heartbeat." He turned to see if Jiang He was playing games, only to find her computer corner quiet and empty.
Picking up his phone to see if Jiang He had sent any photos or shared any stories from her trip, he felt a sudden sense of having nothing to do. He stood up to stretch, feeling the warmth in the air. He cracked open the tightly closed window a sliver, and the air in the room immediately felt less stuffy.
It's odd how people can spend days idle without much to do, but as soon as others start their holidays, they find themselves wanting to be busy.
