「The night before.」
"We're having dinner with Xiao Jian and the others tomorrow," Zhang Li said.
Lying in bed, neither Zhang Li nor Li Liping could sleep. The decision to leave Shanghai City for Demon City filled them with reluctance. They had been preparing for this moment ever since the incident.
That time, Zhang Li had learned a painful lesson from improperly taking medication—an exceedingly graphic one. To this day, neither of them could forget the sight of the entire room covered in blood. Although that wasn't the primary reason, it contributed to their desire to move.
"We're heading to Demon City the day after tomorrow…" Zhang Li muttered. "If you have anything you want to say to Xiao Jian, this is your last chance."
"..."
In the darkness, Li Liping, who had been resting with her eyes closed, snapped them open at his words. She couldn't tell if Zhang Li was joking or not.
