Around eight in the morning the next day, Nanxi's phone rang. The incoming call displayed: 136... it was from Lu Yinchu.
Nanxi pressed the answer button.
"Around five in the evening, I will send Mo Yan to pick you up from your school!" On the other end of the phone, Lu Yinchu's magnetic, pleasant voice echoed in her ear.
"Oh, I got it!" After a pause, she said, "Thank you, Mr. Lu!"
"You're welcome! Besides, it's you helping me, I should be the one saying thank you!" Lu Yinchu's voice was gentle.
Nanxi pursed her lips, not saying a word.
That day at the hospital, Lu Yinchu mentioned that he needed her help before he could go see his father, but Nanxi was still not clear about what kind of help he needed. He just said, "Don't worry, I won't sell you off!"
The other end of the phone fell silent. Nanxi felt a little awkward, intending to hang up the call. Yet before she could say anything, she heard Lu Yinchu ask, "Are you feeling better now?"
