We had the bunk beds on the left, and they decided that this was the room to have their homecoming party. My Mandarin was less than elementary. We talked. Two of us sat on the left, six of them, coal mining workers, finished a project in Beijing, on the right. They wanted to know about Manchester United. I wanted to know about their lives. They offered us Baijiu (白酒). I haven’t slept for 20 hours. I fell to sleep worried about snoring too loud and dreamed about mining in Beijing. One of them added me on WeChat and offered to help us if we were ever in any troubles. I lost his details because my WeChat account was suspended when I returned to HK.