Deep into the night, David was unable to sleep. He sat in the living room's couch, staring blankly into space. Every time he thought about his coworkers dying tragically and all their hard work turned into ruins, his heart ached, he felt suffocated, and he wanted to cry.
Gu Fan couldn't sleep either. He walked to the fridge and handed David a can of beer.
David hesitated for a moment before accepting the beer. Unable to resist a comment, he said, "You really treat this place like your own, helping yourself to my fridge."
Gu Fan just smiled at the remark. Sensing David's defensiveness was wearing thin, Gu Fan said, "I feel deeply regretful about what has happened. Right now, we might be in danger from people from Organization X. The only one who might be able to help you is me, and vice versa."