The long wait was a terribly frightening thing.
The kitchen had delivered the dinner Ye Anran had asked for, but none of them had an appetite, though Ye Anran still managed to comfort the elders and got them to eat some porridge.
She herself struggled to drink a bowl of porridge because she knew she had to keep her strength up. She couldn't afford to collapse at a time like this.
After eating hastily, she had someone clear away the meals.
Ye Anran sat silently, not uttering a word, gripping her cell phone tightly because it was almost out of battery. She had it plugged directly into the socket to keep it fully charged.
But she wondered, what about Uncle Bo's cell phone? Could it stay charged?
So much time had passed and there was not a single bit of news.
He must be hiding somewhere, thirsty and hungry, right?
