That night, Ye Zhan ended up not going to G City.
Because he received a call from Momo at the airport.
He stopped in his tracks, his tall figure standing amidst the crowded airport, with a repressed excitement in his aura. His deep eyes were fixed on the caller ID on the screen.
He didn't know what he was thinking, hesitating to press the answer button.
"Ah Zhan, Momo is calling you, why aren't you answering?"
Beside him, Tang Jinchen turned his head in confusion and looked up at him.
Ye Zhan's body trembled slightly.
His thoughts were pulled back by Tang Jinchen's voice. He closed his eyes for a moment, his long fingers slowly pressing the answer button. The voice that escaped his thin lips was low and hoarse, "Momo."
This single word "Momo" spilled out, filling Ye Zhan's heart with a strong sense of bitterness and heartache.
Separated by the airwaves, he couldn't see Momo's expression, didn't know where she was, what she was doing, or why she was calling him.
