When he returned home late at night, even Musheng felt the exhaustion from the constant traveling of the past few days, almost incessantly rushing from place to place. Compared to his past missions, these tranquil days now seemed oddly tiresome when met with the slightest exertion.
In the middle of September, the early morning chill had already begun to set in. Musheng drove the car into the residential community, casually finding a parking spot near the building where he lived.
In the passenger seat, Hai Ge was almost completely asleep. Seeing her like this, Musheng opened the passenger door, bent down to pick Hai Ge up, and carried her out. Hai Ge made a couple of soft noises in her sleep, but even curled up in Musheng's arms, she didn't wake up.
She was so light.
Musheng weighed the person in his arms; at 1.7 meters tall, she was this light—she'd grown in height but not in weight.
