Gao Yang understood what had happened; he just refused to admit it.
Covering his eyes with his left arm, Gao Yang leaned against the side of the bed and sat down on the floor. He sobbed in a low voice and, holding the phone, said, "Hammer, the teacher, he…"
Hammer let out a sorrowful sigh over the phone, then he sighed and said, "This day… it's finally come after all. Ram, stop crying. A Black Demon can bleed but cannot shed tears. Don't cry."
Gao Yang sobbed and said, "I'm not Ram right now, I'm Gao Yang!"
Hammer let out another long sigh, then he spoke in a hollow, desolate voice, "I am a staunch materialist, Gao, I am a staunch materialist!"
Gao Yang didn't know what Hammer meant by that, and he didn't want to discuss materialism with Hammer right now. Thinking of the dream he had just had, Gao Yang only felt even sadder, and he couldn't help crying again.
Hammer said softly, "I'm a staunch materialist, but…the Captain just came to see me."
