Since leaving the army, I've often had nightmares or struggled with insomnia. It wasn't until I started dealing in antiques in Beijing that I found some mental solace, and things began to improve. Now, once I fall asleep, nothing can wake me until I've had enough rest.
I don't know how much time passed, but suddenly I felt someone gently shake me awake.
Although I was tired, a sense of unease crept into my mind. When I was nudged, I immediately woke up. The heavy clouds in the sky had cleared, and the cold moonlight poured down. The person who woke me was Shirley Yang. As soon as she saw me open my eyes, she put a finger to her lips, signaling me to be quiet.