"This...where is this? Anyone there?" the crew-cut man asked anxiously. The surrounding was pitch black. Not even the five fingers of the hand could be seen. Silence was all that the endless void cared to reply with, in addition to the sound of creeping and crawling.
"Anyone? Someone?" He felt around in the dark, and his voice began trembling.
"…stop crying. How can you be less brave than I am?" Fang Lingzi had just woken up. All she heard was someone's soft sobbing. She despised it due to her straightforward attitude. It was as though she had forgotten the occasion when she held the businessman's hand and cried.
"There's…there's someone? Fang Lingzi, is that you? I…I thought I failed the mission…" Once he heard Fang Lingzi's voice, the crew-cut man cried tears of joy and became emotional.
