"Write this down, don't leave it behind, and tear it up after reading. Come to this place after work on Friday. We'll leave the door open for you in advance."
Gripping the note as if he had received a divine command, Leon quickly memorized the content.
In the following days, he felt as though each day lasted a year, anxiously waiting for Friday.
Moreover, his gaze towards Huang Ping grew more affectionate; they had a shared secret now, partners on the same battlefront.
Finally, when Friday arrived, he immediately left the studio and, after waiting outside for half an hour, he arrived at the designated location.
It was an inconspicuous neighborhood; the security guard at the gate seemed to be dozing off, but when Leon walked by, the guard squinted his eyes, making Leon feel that this old man was not simple.
Of course, it might also be because Leon was now dominated by a certain adolescent spirit, giving him the sensation of playing a stealth espionage game in person.