Qiao Nian looked at the number.
She was about to click on it when the screen suddenly lit up again.
It was still the same overseas phone number as before.
"Hello." Qiao Nian picked it up.
She leaned back slightly and placed the phone by her ear. After taking a shower, her voice was moist and hoarse. "Who are you looking for?"
She could hear the sound of the motorcycle on the other end of the cell phone and the loud voices of passers-by. The background noise was loud.
However, these were not as important to her as the person's heavy breathing.
"Hello?"
Qiao Nian looked at her cell phone patiently.
The call was still on.
The other party did not hang up.
Her brows furrowed. "Can you hear me?"
The person on the other end seemed to have woken up from a dream and shouted in a broken voice, "Nian, Qiao… Nian Nian."
