Lu Jingyan's fingertips quivered, and her phone clattered to the ground.
The color drained from her face in an instant.
Her clenched fist trembled violently, and even her breathing began to quicken.
The phone, which she rarely let out of her hand, now looked glaring and terrifying in her eyes.
She swallowed hard, as if frightened by something, and after struggling for a while, finally picked up the phone.
Her fingers unsteady on the keyboard, she mistyped the simple three words several times, "Who are you?"
The owner of the number didn't reply, perhaps they were offline.
Lu Jingyan stared at the conversation on the screen, feeling more suffocated the more she looked.
Aunt Sun was not home at this moment, and Lu Hongcheng rarely came back in the evenings, leaving her alone in the entire house.
She was a bit afraid.
She wanted someone by her side.
It didn't matter who, just anyone would do.
