Back at Qin Xianglian's house, Jiang Xiaobai didn't mention running into Moron on the road. Instead, Qin Xianglian brought up Moron herself to Jiang Xiaobai.
"Xiao Lang just called, saying the factory needs to ship tonight and he won't be coming back to sleep; he'll stay at the warehouse."
"Oh." Jiang Xiaobai felt a sense of loss; he could already feel he had lost Moron as a good friend.
He and Moron couldn't be considered enemies now, but from Moron's perspective, he probably wouldn't think of him as a friend either, at least not the close, inseparable kind of friend they were before. In fact, Jiang Xiaobai didn't just see Moron as a friend; he considered him a brother. But with his relationship with Qin Xianglian, being brothers was not going to happen.
"What's wrong with you?" Qin Xianglian seemed to have noticed something.
"Nothing." Jiang Xiaobai quickly adjusted his mood and said, "By the way, Xianglian, have you found someone for Xiao Lang?"