Xia Ning lay on the couch, holding the phone, and said nothing.
No sound came from the other side of the phone either, as if the man's answer just now was an illusion. There was only Enoch's even breathing in the room.
After a long while, Xia Ning broke the silence. "It's me."
"I know." The voice of the man came right after, with a dull tone. No emotion was in that voice.
Xia Ning stopped a second before she continued, "When are you going back to Britain?"
The man did not answer immediately. "I don't know. Might have to wait till I finish all the work here."
Xia Ning took a look at Enoch who was next to her, with all the tenderness in her eyes. "If you can, let Enoch stay with me for a few more days," she said.
"Why?" The voice from the other side was still emotionless.
Xia Ning tightened her lips without saying anything.
