Night had fallen.
Ling Chen lay in bed, his head propped on his arms, staring blankly at the ceiling, thinking about how to deal with the impending crisis.
At that moment, the landline on the bedside table suddenly rang, disrupting his thoughts. He casually picked up the receiver, his greeting sounding half-hearted.
"Ling Chen, do you know how to repair computers? Something seems to be wrong with mine."
Recognizing Su Lin's voice, Ling Chen sat up and said, "Wait for me, I'll be right over."
Upon reaching Su Lin's bedroom, Ling Chen immediately felt like he had entered a pink world. Breathing in the fragrance that permeated the room, his eyes unconsciously slid to the floor. The items that had been scattered on the ground during the day were now tidied away.