1600, Mu Shaojing, can you come find me?
She placed the phone with his name flashing beside her cheek, her soft voice hoarse, "...Mu Shaojing."
Her brows furrowed intensely, her fair cheeks an eerie shade of red.
"Hmm," the man spoke in a low hoarse tone, "I'm here."
The woman's brows slightly relaxed, "...I'm sorry."
She softly whispered, fingertips subconsciously tightening on the carpet, "I..."
His arm braced beside her body, suppressing the urge to hold her, continued to respond softly, "Hmm?" She bit her lip, struggling to restrain a whimper, but her broken voice sounded even more fragile, with a plea, "Can you come find me?"
The man's presence beside her incessantly bewitched her senses, Lin Guanguan almost bit her lip trying to move away from him, that faint consciousness reminding her like a candle about to go out.
His originally dark eyes deepened, watching Lin Guanguan twist around like a caterpillar.
