When Wei Zijin woke up, the bed beside her had already gone cold.
Wang Xiaoliang always got up early. While she was still lost in dreams, he had already begun another busy day.
Her interview assignment today was light, right in the university district, and scheduled for noon. She had plenty of time. She stretched luxuriously as morning sunlight slipped through a gap in the curtains, casting a golden strip across the floor.
She rolled onto her side and reached beneath the pillow out of habit. Her fingertips touched something hard, with an old-fashioned texture. She pulled it out.
It was a thread-bound book.
Two seal-script characters she didn't recognize graced its cover, brimming with antiquity. She casually opened it, and a neatly folded sheet of white paper fluttered down.
Wei Zijin knew it was being used as a bookmark.
She picked it up and unfolded it.
What was written on the paper was exactly what she and Wang Xiaoliang had written during their silent conversation in the library back then.
She hadn't expected Wang Xiaoliang to have kept it all this time. No! Treasured it.
A trace of sweetness spread through her heart. She carefully folded the note again, placed it back in the book, and tucked it securely beneath the pillow, as though treasuring a secret no one else knew.
She got dressed and got out of bed.
An unopened toothbrush sat on the washbasin.
Wang Xiaoliang had bought it at the little shop after going out and brought it upstairs.
There was a new towel, too.
With so much time to spare this morning, an idea popped into her head. She wanted to take a look at Wang Xiaoliang's supermarket.
Wei Zijin knew roughly where it was, not far from where they were staying.
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