Wen Zhan couldn't make it home in time and drove straight to the hospital.
On the way, he fidgeted with his phone, thinking back and forth, and ultimately made the call to Lu Kejun on his own initiative.
The continuous buzzing sound in his ear lasted for a long time; just when he was about to hang up, she finally answered, her voice coming through lost and hoarse.
"Hello, Third Brother..."
Hearing her tone, a sense of heaviness suddenly sunk into Wen Zhan's heart; he paused before asking with utmost care, "Kejun, how is Grandma doing?"
Upon his question, sobbing broke out on the other end of the line.
Wen Zhan's face tightened with worry, a bad feeling rising within him, "Kejun?"
"Grandma… has just left us… Third Brother, Grandma's gone, I won't have Grandma anymore… Wuu, wuu wuu..."
Lu Kejun's sorrow could no longer be suppressed, her pained sobs coming through the phone.
Wen Zhan pursed his lips, his heart aching too, while also filled with deep guilt.