"Senior!" The hand holding the receiver tightened again, and Zhan Se's heart grew more and more sorrowful, "Take care of yourself!"
"Se Se, take care!"
Zhang Zhongkai's voice deepened.
Beep—Beep—
The phone emitted a busy tone, and waves of emotions surged in Zhan Se's heart, her hand holding the cellphone not dropping for a long time.
Debts of gratitude are the hardest to repay.
"Why are you spacing out instead of sleeping on such a late night?"
A familiar and deep voice laced with a hint of accusation came from the doorway.
Zhan Se put down the phone, turned her head and stiffened for a moment, unable to respond.
