Turns out, while she was sleeping at night, she had rolled over and thrown her phone right off the bed.
Tianxin hurriedly leaned over the bed, scooped up the phone from the floor, and was preparing to answer it when the vibration stopped.
She unlocked her phone, looked at it - five missed calls, one new message, all from Chen Yiran.
The only message had just three words and a punctuation mark: Answer the phone!
Tianxin was sweating bullets, hastily dialing back Chen Yiran's number. As soon as it rang once on the other end, he picked up. Then came Chen Yiran's barrage of reprimands: "I've called you several times and you didn't answer! You didn't even have the decency to text me when you got home last night. What were you thinking!? Mutiny!?"
"Er... I..." Tianxin opened her mouth getting ready to explain, but Chen Yiran continued: "I'm about to board a plane for a business trip. I'll call you when I land!!"
"Uh... okay..." Tianxin paused for a second, then reflexively nodded.
