Inside the brightly lit room, dull thuds of clacking tiles and cheerful laughter filled the air.
"Ha, I'll pong that," Yin Nanfeng said, grabbing a tile to stack to the side. After discarding one, she looked across the table at Yun Zhao. "Black Glasses and the others left a dozen days ago. Any news yet?"
Ever since Yun Zhao and the others settled in Sijiu City, she and Zhang Rishan often came over to make up a fourth for mahjong. Over the past few years, they had grown very close, basically speaking their minds without reservation.
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