"I… Then… is someone named Wang Li here? Can you get him? I only wish to speak with him."
"Everyone wants to speak with him. No mask, no entrance."
Ying Yue's face dropped and his shoulders slouched. He was not going to see Wang Li because he was stupid and forgotten to bring a mask. He stepped back so the others can enter. Taking out his phone, he went back down the walkway with his head down. He was hesitating on calling for a driver to take him back to the motel and be sad about missing his opportunity to meet his friend again. Maybe he would pick up a cake for himself.
'What a birthday…' He sighed for the umpteenth time and gnawed lightly on his bottom lip.
He turned back to the man who was nodding to some and shaking his heads to others. He wondered if those who didn't pass… if he could ask them to borrow their mask. Would it be wrong to do? All the man said was for him to have a mask…
"I can't believe we didn't get in!"
