On the following morning, with light snow still falling from the sky, the moment the bugle sounded, Zhang Guoqing, who slept soundly through the night, awoke as per his biological clock. He gently extracted his arm, bent down for a kiss, and quietly left the room.
This morning, he gave up his usual early exercise, washed up, and waited quietly in the living room for his mother and son to wake up.
Mother Zhang, who was used to waking up early, came out and found it strange to see him there, even glancing at the clock on the wall in the living room. At this time each day, her youngest son would be out running, no matter where he was, but...
"Mom, don't look. Today, we are going for a walk, just the two of us."
Mother Zhang, with a big smile, nodded. She pondered if her son had something to say which he couldn't discuss at the Zhou family home. Suspecting that her son might be troubled, she quickly washed up and followed him out.
