The Picture on the Phone Screen

"Lu Qian?" Xia Qinglee knocked on the door and called out softly.

After waiting for a long time and seeing that no one answered, she gently pushed the door open. First, she stuck her head in to take a look and found that Lu Qian did not seem to be inside. Only then did she stand up all the way in.

Walking into Lu Qian's room, Xia Qinglee raised her voice and shouted again. "Lu Qian, are you there?"

She still did not answer. A trace of disappointment flashed across Xia Qinglee's eyes.

Looks like it was not anymore. Then come again next time.

When she turned around and prepared to leave, she heard the sound of her phone ringing. She tilted her head to look and saw the phone on the bed.

She could not help but frown slightly. After hesitating for a while, Xia Qinglee still slowly walked towards the phone.