(Third watch delivered, no more tonight, wait for tomorrow...)
Looking down, I saw that it was a pop can. I didn't try to find out who lacked the decency to litter. All I could think about was how to explain things to Han Bing.
But when I turned my head back towards the direction where Han Bing had run off, she had disappeared without a trace, and I had no idea where she had gone.
"Han Bing, where did you go? Come back!" I cupped my hands around my mouth and yelled Han Bing's name loudly, but she didn't reappear.
"Keep shouting, even if you scream your throat raw, Han Bing won't come back."
"Seow Qiang? Do you know where Han Bing has gone?" Another familiar voice, a familiar figure, that goofy appearance—who else could it be but Seow Qiang? Seeing him appear made me feel that there might be a turnaround.
"Han Bing has gone where she needed to go. Yue Ming, is it true what they say, that you killed your junior brother?" Seow Qiang said expressionlessly.