Wang Xiaoliang wanted to keep going, but Wei Zijin held his hand down.
"We have plenty of time. We still have our whole lives!"
She pulled his arm around her waist and nestled into his embrace. "Hold me while we sleep. This day finally came."
Before it was fully light, Wang Xiaoliang felt an itch on his face. He opened his eyes. Wei Zijin's lips had just left the tip of his nose, and she was lying beside his face, watching him.
"What time is it?"
"Five thirty."
Wang Xiaoliang pulled her into his arms. "Let's sleep a little longer."
Wei Zijin struggled without breaking free, then squirmed in his arms. "Get up, get up. Take me out for beef offal."
"Let's sleep a little more first."
"There's no one on the streets now. Nobody will recognize me. We can sleep when we get back."
Wang Xiaoliang sat straight up. "All right. But when we get back, we still have important business to take care of."
"Pervert!" Wei Zijin kicked at him.
Wang Xiaoliang caught her foot and lowered his head to kiss it.
When they opened the wardrobe, two white tracksuits hung inside, with shoes to match. Wang Xiaoliang's size was exactly right. They put them on and stood before the mirror-a matching couple's set. Wei Zijin pulled her cap low, linked her arm through Wang Xiaoliang's, and went out with him.
Grandpa Liu's Beef Offal Shop was as busy as ever. Sharp-eyed Sister Hua spotted Wang Xiaoliang and greeted him with a smile, never stopping as she tore tickets.
This time, she absolutely refused to take his money. Wang Xiaoliang took out his phone to scan the payment code, but Sister Hua hid the QR-code sign behind her back and stopped him. Afraid that a prolonged tussle would