Jian Luo reached out, put on the earphones, and when he saw the man on the other side of the video, he felt a sudden lump in his throat.
Inside the car, the dim light shone on the man's sharp profile, softening his normally cold features.
Bai Jue glanced at him, and walked in.
He wouldn't be such a gooseberry.
Through the video, the two of them stared at each other, submerged in silence.
In the end, it was Black Jack who first broke the silence.
His deep blue eyes were filled with pain, his voice husky, "Didn't I tell you to eat properly? Why have you lost so much weight?"
"I missed you." Jian Luo's eyes reddened slightly, his voice barely audible.
In the car, Black Jack's blue eyes trembled, and his knuckles turned white as he held his phone.
This sentence, he used to hear from him frequently in their childhood, but it had been a long time since he had heard it, it seemed like a distant memory.
He curled his lips into a warm smile, "Luo Xiaobai, I also missed you."
