Dai Lei had called Gao Jie after finishing the barbecue and returning to the dormitory; by then, it was already ten o'clock at night.
"Hello, may I ask who is calling?"
Gao Jie's voice was soft and pleasant, as always. Back in high school, because of her voice, she had been recommended by the homeroom teacher to be the school's broadcaster. Prose, poetry, and other texts that seemed dry and dull were brought to life through her reading.
During the long class breaks, as he rested on the railing at the classroom door, he often found himself unconsciously reciting along with her voice.
It hadn't been many years since those days, yet the memories now seemed like a world away. The girl who would laugh with dimples in her cheeks as soon as she spoke was on the other end of the phone, making Dai Lei feel uncertain for no apparent reason.
He had intended to just make a call to explain, but now he didn't know what to say.
"Hello?" Gao Jie asked again, not hearing a response.