It was as if she hadn't noticed the dark figure suddenly standing next to her, startling her so much that her hand trembled and her cell phone clattered to the ground with a smack.
Mo Shichen watched her cell phone expressionlessly.
Wen Yi frowned at him, then bent down to pick it up herself. She carefully wiped it with a tissue from her bag before casually placing it inside. She crumpled the used tissue into a ball, tossed it into the trash can, and stood up. She then complained as if it was second nature, "Why do you stand there silently like a ghost?"
He hooked his lips up, "Was it necessary to be so scared that you dropped your phone?"
She shrugged her shoulders, "Places like hospitals are heavy with sickness and gloom. I'm a bit afraid."
Mo Shichen looked at her without a word.