Not long ago, Xiao Wen had apologized to him, and now Song Luping was apologizing too. It was making Lin Li feel a little embarrassed.
What had he done to deserve such kindness?
I'm the one who should be apologizing to you.
Still, Lin Li chose not to reply for now. He did not know what to say anyway, so he would just pretend he was still at the station, waiting for his parents to come pick him up.
Like Bai Bufan, Lin Li had something urgent to deal with.
He decided to have a ranked match with Bai Bufan remotely.
For one consecutive month, get up before the mao hour and diligently practice the Body Tempering Eight Section Exercise for a cumulative total of at least half a shichen before the chen hour (2/30).
Lin Li still did not go downstairs today. Since it was the weekend, it was more convenient to practice at home in his pajamas, take a shower, and go back to sleep.
By the time he woke up again, it was nearly noon.
His phone was full of Song Luping's "offering incense" messages. He had sent them intermittently until three or four in the morning, apparently determined to see him alive or find his body if he was dead.
Thinking it was about time, Lin Li figured he should answer before he happened to run into Song Luping by mistake while going out to eat or something. The fact that he kept running into Song Luping already proved they shared some special fate.
Otherwise, it would be hard to explain why he had not replied.
So Lin Li typed out a message and sent it. "Lin Li: Brother Ping, I just got out of the station. Sigh, since this was my second time getting