The next morning...
Nanshan District, Guangming Street Office Family Building.
Dong Xuebin's apartment was a two-bedroom unit on the top floor, the sixth floor, facing north and south with a balcony and excellent ventilation. At eight o'clock, sunlight streamed through the glass window into the bedroom. Dong Xuebin yawned and opened his eyes, checked the time, grabbed the cigarette pack and lighter from the bedside table, and lit a cigarette. Only after smoking did he rub his slightly throbbing head, throw off the towel blanket, slip into his slippers, and head to the bathroom to brush his teeth and wash up.
Ring, ring, ring. Ring, ring, ring. His phone rang.
Dong Xuebin hurriedly wiped his face, tossed down the towel, walked out of the bathroom, and picked up his newly bought iPhone 4s. "Hello, Mom."
"Time to get up. Are you awake?" Za Xiaoping asked gently.
"Heh, I just woke up a little while ago. Where are you?"
"I'm at the school dormitory. I just got up too."
"Eh? Why aren't you living with Old Yang?"
"Don't talk nonsense." Luan Xiaoping spat lightly. "We're not married yet. Why would we live together? I don't have class this morning. Has your apartment been finalized? Should I come help you tidy it up?"
"No need, it's all taken care of. Just focus on your work."
"I'm just worried about you and wanted to come over."
"Let's talk about it in a few days. My work here hasn't gotten underway yet, and these next few days are the critical period. Once I'm done being busy, I'll come see you. This week probably won't work. Besides, what is there for you to worry about? Your son is doing just fine."
"That's good, then. Take care of yourself and eat properly."
"I know. I even