"Hmm!"
A gentle smile lingered on Wen Ran's delicate face as a soft and tender voice slipped from her crimson lips.
She had been waiting for his call, and she knew very well, that he would undoubtedly call her.
The soft laughter of Mo Xiuchen echoed from the other end of the phone, as he casually said, "I'm right now in D Country, Ranran, and I'm staying in the same hospital room you were previously in."
The way he put it, it felt as if he wasn't in the hospital suffering from an illness, but just living in a hotel they'd once shared, during a business trip. Regardless, his words sent a pang of pain echoing throughout Wen Ran's heart.
She pursed her lips tightly as the image of him lying in a hospital bed, speaking to her on the phone began to play across her mind. Not seeing him for a few days, she thought that he must have gotten slimmer, and his complexion probably even paler.
However, there were some questions, she did not want to ask.
