After she said that, Song Qingchun realized with a start the hand that was holding the phone was covered with sweat. She tossed her phone into her other hand and wiped her hand on her clothes. Then, realizing how brazen her request sounded, she was about to explain to Su Zhinian why she needed his help when the man on the other end of the phone asked in his uniquely emotionless voice, "Where are you now?"
Song Qingchun answered instinctively, "I'm at home."
"Okay." Su Zhinian was probably driving because Song Qingchun could hear the occasional shrill honking of a vehicle coming through the telephone. After a while, he said, "I understand."
The he hung up.
Song Qingchun was stunned, listening to the dial tone in her ear for a long time before realizing the call had been ended. She looked at the phone in her hand and blinked with disbelief.
