After packing up, He Qianhui started preparing lunch.
At this time, Zhang Hao was also struggling to keep his eyes open from fatigue.
Lunch was ready, and he was sound asleep; He Qianhui didn't have the heart to wake him, so she left her portion aside and kept the rest warm in the pot.
Before leaving, she even put Zhang Hao's dirty clothes in the washing machine and washed them clean.
Only after everything was arranged did she leave for the airport alone, luggage in hand.
By the time Zhang Hao woke up, the plane had already taken off.
Getting up from the bed to wash his face, he saw there was still plenty of time.
He planned to go out for a walk, as his recent workload had left him with no time for himself.
He seized the rare opportunity to experience the "human touch of life" that people often talked about online.
Sometime before he noticed, the entrance of the community had become filled with various street vendors.
