Ming Mei was deep asleep, and Kang Chen's voice was very soft.
She didn't hear him.
He didn't want her to hear either.
Sometimes, many things stand between two people; even if both know about it, it's hard to speak about it.
That night seemed to pass over with just a few simple sentences.
Kang Chen turned his head to look out of the window, the pitch-black night sending shivers down his spine.
At 4 a.m., Kang Chen still hadn't fallen asleep. His mind was full of chaotic thoughts.
Suddenly, the phone on Kang Chen's bedside table, which was on silent, lit up.
Kang Chen glanced at it, it was a call from Huo Er.
Kang Chen had a hunch why Huo Er was calling. He got up, gently lifted the covers to get out of bed and went to the bathroom.
Kang Chen closed the bathroom door, answered the phone, his voice still very soft, he asked, "Speak, did you get it?"
Huo Er sounded excited, "Mr. Chen, I have got it."
"Did you look at it?"
