In fact, Lu Yi should have made the call immediately. Yet, he realized that he did not have the courage to do so. He was too overwhelmed, and at the same time, he was too scared to dial the number.
He held the mobile phone before him. With his trembling fingers, he dialed Ye Shuyun's number before he placed the phone beside his ear.
The call was picked up almost instantly.
"Lu Yi, Li Yi, have you seen your dad? Is he alright? Is he injured?"
Lu Jin's felt faint discomfort at his throat. It felt slightly painful, itchy and burning simultaneously.
"Shuyun, it's me." It was as if he had spent all his energy to just speak these few words.
"Old Lu…."
On the other end of the line, Ye Shuyun had burst into tears.
"Yes, it's me. It's me." Likewise, Lu Jin could not stop the tears from falling down his cheeks. Although he was facing away from everyone else, but Lu Yi could tell that his father was crying.
