Aiden Jiang suffered from insomnia until three in the morning. He was woken up by a phone call at noon. A friend organized a racing bureau and asked him if he would go.
The shoulder blade no longer hurt. He opened the curtains and took a look. The weather was nice, so he accepted the appointment.
When going out, Aiden Jiang glanced at the shoe cabinet.
Elliot Duan's slippers were still lying neatly inside.
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