Returning to Beijing marked the start of a new year.
The train ride felt short for Hamer, who hadn’t slept enough. My night was restless, waking up from station noises or checking on her.
The workday was packed—clearing emails, handling invoices, picking up my passport, and debugging an identify issue.
Hamer spent the day playing with her friend. In the evening, Hamer’s friend’s parents joined us for dinner, and we had a great time chatting over the meal.
