Jun Ye lightly tapped the pen on the paper, intending for Zhao Wensheng to hear it alongside him, making it clear there was a purpose. He told Zhao Wensheng: "Wensheng, find some time to talk to Xiaoyi. Even though I have considered doing it myself or having Ziye do it, after much thought, you are the most suitable. After all, she is your cousin."
Zhao Wensheng adjusted his glasses, aware that this was a task he must undertake, not just for Chen Xiaoyi but also for his own cousin, and asked, "Where is he?"
"He's at the train station."
...
As dusk fell, the lingering sunlight stretched the busy figures in the train station into overlapping slanted shadows, creating a magnificent view. When Zhao Wensheng arrived, due to the temperature on the platform being markedly higher than outside, he not only took off his coat but also unbuttoned the top two buttons of his shirt.