YanJun decided to go for plan B when he returned to the office. He dialed his girlfriend's number on the fancy vintage telephone he saw. He flexed his free hand nervously when it began to ring. His hand holding the receiver against his ear shook slightly.
"Hello," a soft feminine voice came from the other end making his heart race faster after skipping a beat. The door behind him opened as he parted his lips to speak. He turned slowly to look at the man watching him at the door.
He swallowed as placed the receiver down and tried hard to prevent hyperventilating.
"You should have continued making your call," Mingyu said very carefreely.
YanJun was taken aback by the words he spoke but he did not miss the coldness in his gaze that had him swallowing the lump that formed in his throat. His palms began sweating furiously as he clenched them forcing him to open them and rub them dry on his trousers.
