Unexpectedly transported into a character: Zhuang Xiaoman, daughter of Zhuang Yunqing, a medical student who studied in Britain and an underground intelligence agent trained in Moscow. The character is pretty much OOC, because I keep forgetting things as I write. I can't remember the original plot, or even what I've written myself.
It was a dark night. Mist hung over the docks. A small boat drifted along with its lights off. Duan Haiping switched on a flashlight and flashed it three long times and twice short. The people from northern Jiangsu had arrived.
"Mr. Zhuang, I'll take you this far."
"Thank you, Xiaoduan."
Zhuang Yunqing clasped Duan Haiping's hand, his gaze affectionate.
"Dad!" a clear young voice called from the boat. Duan
