She missed him so, so much.
When Lu Yichen was in China, she hadn't felt this way. Even when he went to America, she also hadn't felt this way.
Han Qiqing didn't know what was wrong with her. Her eyes were watery upon hearing his voice, her heart filled with complex feelings.
"Xiaoxiao?" Lu Yichen said again. There was a little worry in his tone.
Han Qiqing was silent.
After a few seconds of silence, she finally said, "I'm not Xiaoxiao. It's me…"
Lu Yichen said, "Qiqing, it's you?"
"Yeah." Should she be happy that he could recognize her voice?
She explained tepidly, "Xiaoxiao's cell phone is with me. I thought that you might be in a hurry to reach her, so I answered the call for her. Is… there something you're calling Xiaoxiao for?"
"Is she not near you?"
Hearing that, Han Qiqing was stunned. He really only wanted to speak with Xiaoxiao?
