Song Tianmo put down the phone and walked to the window.
With a swift movement, he drew the curtains aside. Black eyes gazing out the window.
The evening sky was dusky, and the snowfall grew heavier.
"Is it that her cell phone ran out of battery again, or what?" Looking at the dark sky outside the window, Song Tianmo couldn't help but tap lightly on the windowsill.
Ling Fei rarely stays out this late.
Unless a shoot went on too late into the night.
Her daily routine was quite regular, but if it hadn't been for him, leaving the banquet earlier tonight, he wouldn't have known that Ling Fei would be out this late.
This feeling of wanting to find someone but not being able to really irked him.
"Maybe, I should prepare an extra battery for her phone."
Song Tianmo contemplated a moment, a glimmer of sharpness flashed in his eyes.