Huo Jingfeng ultimately did not leave; he settled back on the sofa, where the long night seemed endless. He sat there, starkly conscious, as if dawn would never come.
It was the most unbearable torment.
In the end, Huo Jingfeng went to the study, turned on the computer, and looked up some information—the recipe for hangover soup.
He took notes by hand, then went to the kitchen to make the hangover soup and some thin porridge as well.
As the aroma of the food began to permeate the room, dawn started to break.
Huo Jingfen took some sticky notes and wrote down a few reminders, then he left Jiang Shuya's place. Early in the summer morning, wearing a shirt, he felt the air was still cool, got into his car, left, and returned to his own apartment. He needed a shower and a change of clothes before he could go to the office and face people.
