[Jingnan Harbor, South Entrance. 8 pm. See you the day after tomorrow! ^^] It was the message He Juan saw once he was awakened from his shallow sleep.
Outside, the birds were chirping lightly, and bright sunshine spilled in through the window, causing He Juan to squint his eyes. With a groan, he rolled over and sat up on the bed, one of his hands clutching his head. The medicine he consumed last night was not working – or perhaps it was because he was staying up until dawn to skim over the articles on the internet. In the end, his efforts turned out to be futile. What the public knew about XIU was really lacking and the articles mostly talked about rumors, assumptions and hypotheses which were proven useless for He Juan.
He spent a few minutes doing his breathing exercises, and only when the pounding on his head subsided that he opened his eyes to gaze at the message again.
The day after tomorrow, 8 pm. It meant that he had less than sixty hours to prepare himself.
