All day long.
Someone hasn't sent even a single text message...
Biting her lower lip slightly, Tang Yige sat up straight, reached out to pick up the phone on the table, opened it, clicked into the address book, and decisively dialed someone's number.
As the beeping sound of the call connecting came, Tang Yige couldn't help but hold her breath lightly.
About twenty seconds passed before the other end answered.
As the man's magnetic and gentle voice swept through the phone waves into her eardrum, Tang Yige finally released her held breath, breathing softly twice.
"Yiyi."
Tang Yige's cheeks warmed slightly, she exhaled before speaking, "Are you busy?"
"What's up?" Rong Sinan asked softly.
"...Nothing, just asking," Tang Yige touched her head awkwardly and said.
"I'll come over later, wait for me." Rong Sinan's voice was even more gentle.
Tang Yige's ears burned, but her mouth unconsciously curved into a smile, she hummed softly, "Who's going to wait for you."
