In the dark night, I arrived at the residential area where I had lived for more than 2 years. Mi Cai's purple-red Q7 was parked downstairs. She had arrived before me.

I whistled as I went upstairs. Along the way, the motion sensor lights lit up one after another. Under the light, the corridor looked even more dilapidated. I couldn't understand why Mi Cai chose to live here, leaving me with nowhere to go but to stay in Robben's filthy den.

I knocked on the door, and Mi Cai, dressed neatly, opened it for me. I immediately complained, "I'm exhausted!"

"Then go take care of it and come back to rest quickly," Mi Cai said in a caring tone.