During breakfast, Dai Li saw Yue Zhao again in the dining hall of the hotel.
Should I tell him the truth about his retirement? Dai Li hesitated. Three years have passed. Yue Zhao didn't end up having bone cancer. I shouldn't let Coach Xue always take the blame for others. As he thought about it, Dai Li took his dinner plate and walked over to Yue Zhao.
"Is this seat taken?" Dai Li pointed at the seat in front of Yue Zhao.
"No, Coach Li, it is vacant. Please, sit." Yue Zhao didn't say no to Dai Li. They were similar in age, which made them much more similar than they had originally thought.
Dai Li sat down and chatted with Yue Zhao leisurely at first. Then he said, "Yesterday I called Coach Li Xue of the national team."
When Dai Li mentioned Li Xue's name, Yue Zhao frowned as expected.
