1985, the year of the great writer, began with Infernal Affairs!

When He Chongshan opened the door, it was already past seven o'clock in the evening.

The streetlights in the alley had just come on, the courtyard was quiet, and the old locust tree swayed gently in the evening breeze, its leaves rustling.

The kitchen light was on, and you could hear the sizzling sound of cooking, with the aroma of oil wafting out.

He changed his shoes and went into the main room.

He Jinqiu rushed out from the inner room as soon as he sat down in the chair and before he could catch his breath.

"Dad!" Her eyes sparkled, and her face flushed with joy. "I heard you're going to Wuhan tomorrow?"

He Chongshan was taken aback: "How did you know?"

"That's what Brother Chen said!" He Jinqiu sat down in the chair opposite him, leaning forward. "I ran into him at the alley entrance on my way home from school today. He said you asked him to book the tickets so he can go to Wuhan to see Lawyer Xie tomorrow!"

He Chongshan cursed Xiao Chen for his loose tongue in his heart, but kept a straight face: "Yes, that's true."

"Then why didn't you tell me?" He Jinqiu pouted, dissatisfied. "Didn't you promise to take me?"

"When did we agree on this?" He Chongshan began to feign ignorance.

"Last time, after you finished watching Infernal Affairs, you said that when Lawyer Xie came to our place, you would bring him to your house for dinner."

I said I'd like to go see it too, and you said you'd take me to Wuhan sometime. Doesn't that count as a promise?

He Chongshan was speechless at his daughter's words.

He coughed, trying to change the subject: "Have you eaten yet? Go see what your mom has cooked."

He Jinqiu knew this was her father's usual way of changing the subject, so she immediately pressed on, "Dad! Don't change the subject. You just don't want to take me, do you?"

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He Chongshan scratched his head: "It's not that I don't want to, this is work. I'm going to discuss serious matters, deliver manuscript fees, and exchange ideas with people. Why aren't you in class? What are you doing coming along?"

"I'm a student too! I'm a student of Chinese Literature at Peking University! I'd like to meet Xie Lu and exchange writing tips with him."

Besides, I'm already a sophomore; it's time for me to go out and broaden my horizons.

These words were spoken with such conviction that He Chongshan couldn't find a reason to refute them for a moment.

He paused, then used a delaying tactic: "This time it was too rushed. The ticket was already booked, but there's only one. Next time, I'll definitely take you next time."

"When is the next time?" He Jinqiu stared at him.

"Wait, wait until there's an opportunity," He Chongshan said vaguely.

He Jinqiu looked at him for a few seconds, then suddenly smiled.

Her smile was a little sly, like a little fox.

"Dad, are you worried that my going will cause you trouble?"

"no."

"Are you afraid I'll embarrass you when I see Lawyer Xie?"

"Of course not!"

He Jinqiu drawled, "So you're afraid I'll fall for someone else?"

He Chongshan's heart skipped a beat.

How can this girl be so clever?

He does have this concern.

Xie Lu, that boy, is eighteen years old. He should be quite good-looking, which he could tell from his handwriting. His handwriting reflects his personality, so he must be a very energetic person.

With such talent and ability, what girl wouldn't be attracted to such a young man?

His daughter is twenty, the age when she's just starting to experience romantic feelings. What if they meet and hit it off...?

He Chongshan didn't dare to think any further.

He only has one daughter, whom he has doted on since she was little.

Although he knew his daughter would get married someday, he just hoped it wouldn't be now.

That's why he didn't want to take his daughter.

But these thoughts cannot be spoken aloud.

He Chongshan straightened his face and said seriously, "What nonsense are you talking about? Lawyer Xie is going to school, and I'm here to discuss serious business. You're just here to join in the fun, which is inappropriate."

"What's inappropriate about it?" He Jinqiu said, hands on her hips, clearly unconvinced. "He's a student from Wuhan University, and I'm a student from Peking University. We're both university students, exchanging ideas and learning together. What's inappropriate about that?"

Just then, Shen Jingshu came out of the kitchen carrying dishes.

"What's all the noise about?" She put the dishes on the table, glanced at the father and daughter, and said, "I could hear you from far away."

He Jinqiu immediately complained, "Mom, Dad is going to Wuhan to meet the author of Infernal Affairs, and he's not taking me with him!"

Shen Jingshu looked at her husband: "Are you really going?"

"Okay." He Chongshan nodded. "We need to send the royalties over and also meet that young man and have a chat."

"Why not take Qiu'er along? She likes that manuscript too. Wouldn't it be good for her to meet the author?"

"Exactly!" He Jinqiu chimed in.

He Chongshan had a headache.

He knew his wife always doted on their daughter, and she definitely wouldn't side with him in a situation like this.

However, he still tried to make a last-ditch effort: "The ticket is already booked, there's only one sleeper berth, and we can't add another one at the last minute."

He Jinqiu tilted her head, took a small piece of paper out of her pocket, and placed it on the table: "Really? What's this?"

He Chongshan looked down.

It's a train ticket.

From Beijing to Wuchang, hard sleeper berth.

The date is tomorrow, and the train number is the same as his.

He was stunned.

"Where did you get the ticket?"

"Brother Chen bought it for me." He Jinqiu smiled, her eyes crinkling. "I ran into him today and heard you were going to Wuhan, so I asked him to buy one for me too."

He said sleeper tickets were in short supply, and he had only managed to get a middle berth with great difficulty.

"Dad, is yours the top bunk or the bottom bunk?"

He Chongshan was speechless for a long time.

Looking at his daughter's smug smile and then at the train ticket on the table, he felt a mix of emotions.

This girl actually pulled this stunt.

Shen Jingshu laughed from the side: "Alright, alright, since Qiu'er has already bought the ticket, let her go. It'll be good to have someone to look after her on the way."

He Chongshan realized that this little girl had grown up and he couldn't stop her anymore.

He sighed, picked up the ticket and looked at it; it was indeed for the same train as him tomorrow.

Never mind, he can keep an eye on things himself.

"Alright, when you get there, be good, don't wander off, and don't cause any trouble for others."

"Okay!" He Jinqiu jumped up happily. "I'll go pack my luggage right now!"

She ran back to her room and closed the door.

He Chongshan and Shen Jingshu exchanged a glance.

"I wonder who this child took after to be so stubborn," He Chongshan said, shaking his head helplessly.

"Whatever you want," Shen Jingshu said with a smile. "Once you've made up your mind, nothing can change it."

The next afternoon, Kyoto Station.

The area in front of the station was packed with people. It was the start of the school season, and parents dropping off their children, students returning to school, and business travelers were all jostling around.

The loudspeaker broadcast train information, its sound appearing and disappearing amidst the cacophony of voices.

He Chongshan and He Jinqiu, carrying their luggage, squeezed through the crowd and entered the waiting room.

The waiting room was large, but even more crowded, with people sitting on the benches and luggage piled on the floor.

He Chongshan found their train's waiting area and stood in a corner.

He Jinqiu was very excited. She was carrying a backpack and a small bag in her hand.

"Dad, what does Xie Lu look like?"

"How would I know? I've never seen it before."

"I bet he's quite tall, thin, wears glasses, and has a scholarly air about him."

Why?

"The person who can write Infernal Affairs must be a meticulous person, and meticulous people usually wear glasses."