The man returned to the restroom and saw Lilia holding her cellphone in a daze.
She was sitting alone under the shadow, the incandescent light from the cell phone gave off a white gleam on her face.
The screen slowly got dimmer as her gaze shifted towards the door.
A slight smell of tobacco drifted off, and when Lilia came to her senses, she saw that the man's knuckles were supporting his face. "You look so obsessed, what did you discover?"
She didn't even hear the sound of the door opening.
Lilia grabbed his wrist, put his fingertips in front of her nose and sniffed. "Did you go out to smoke just now?"
"Yes." The man withdrew his hand and when he turned around to go to the bathroom, he took the cellphone in Lilia's hand. "I will be back."
Lilia was still a little dazed as her eyes kept following the man's back. Doubt emerged from her heart, deepening in her eyes.
