Hearing Song Xiaodong's voice, not just Xiao Yingying, but everyone in the family couldn't help but burst into tears, pouring out all the worry and anxiety they had been suppressing over these past few days through the phone.
Li Sijie, Shui Qingyue, Lin Su'er, Song Xiaoru, Xiao Yingying, and even Sun Ziyun—all of them took turns expressing their emotions from these days.
At this moment, Song Xiaodong was equally emotional. Being together with them, it had always felt ordinary, as if nothing was particularly noteworthy. But now, he truly understood the meaning of being loved by someone.
That meaning lay in the genuine sense of worry and fear that emerged when something happened, the intense hope and anticipation, and the overwhelming joy upon knowing the other person was safe and sound.
The conversation went on for more than an hour before everyone's emotions gradually calmed down.
"By the way, how are things at home now?" Song Xiaodong asked.