All his comforting words and silent companionship, perhaps could not compare to the soothing effect of a single sentence from the man she loves.
...
Outside the balcony.
Unbeknownst to her, it had begun to snow lightly.
Under the hospital's street lights, the snow fell incessantly, intensifying the chilling atmosphere of winter.
Chi Xingye ran out frantically, dressed only in a thin hospital gown. Her hand holding the phone was turning red against the icy cold. She paced with small steps, maintaining her body warmth, while waiting for the person on the other side of the call to answer.
The phone "beeped" echoing again and again.
Xingye, waiting for the call, felt a wave of anxiety from the bottom of her heart.
Chengyan, what are you doing now?
Why aren't you answering?
Just as the glimmer of hope started to dim in Chi Xingye's eyes, the phone was eventually answered.
Chi Xingye could hardly contain her excitement, "Chengyan, you finally answered the phone!"
