Humans are sometimes very strange creatures.
If you don't stab a knife into your own chest, you don't know to protect yourself.
Rash as if without a brain.
Yan Ye picked up his phone, glanced at the caller ID, and suddenly, a beam of light entered his dim eyes.
He slid the screen swiftly and answered the call.
Su Rong placed the phone against Lian Xinying's cheek.
At this moment, the call was connected, but neither side made a sound.
It was silent! A disruptive, nerve-wracking silence!
From the crazy silence on the other end of the phone, Yan Ye knew it was Lian Xinying.
All of Lian Xinying's reason was now used to calm her emotions, so momentarily, she did not speak.
It was Yan Ye who broke the silence first because he longed to hear her voice.
"Yingying."
The flat two syllables somehow made Lian Xinying's tears flow down her face.
The mental preparation she had just made collapsed completely.