He couldn't explain why he thought of her, but by the time he realized it, the call had already been made.
Qiao Xi: "…"
Thinking of you and thinking about you—the difference is just one word, but the meaning is world apart.
Otherwise, why would she say Shen Dang had gone mad?
It was thinking about her, not missing her.
Qiao Xi touched her ear, now cooling, her voice infused with a chill distance, "If there's nothing else, I'm hanging up. Hopefully, next time Boss Shen will watch the time. Disturbing people's dreams too often can lead to retribution."
Shen Dang laughed softly, not at all conscientious about waking someone up, "Since you're awake, let's chat."
He finally understood why he had called Qiao Xi, hearing her voice made everything around him feel alive, instead of the still, deathly quiet emptiness.
It had been a long time since he had felt this way.