Early the next morning, sunlight spilled through the windows, bringing a touch of warmth to the room. The autumn and winter chill had settled over Beijing. Luo Zheng opened his eyes, glanced at his watch, and quickly got up to wash, having no time to savor the morning sun. He hurried to the living room and just caught breakfast, eating a few bites in haste. Glancing apologetically at his mother, he said, "Mom, there's an emergency task. Xue Er might not be able to come today."
"An emergency task? Alright then." Mrs. Luo understood the situation and reluctantly responded, her face full of regret as she continued, "The task is important, I understand. Be careful, take good care of her, and should anything happen, I won't forgive you. Tell her she's welcome to visit anytime."
