Just as she entered the restroom, Kang Jinxian shook off Yun Ya's hand and hurried into a stall, as if Yun Ya was some terrible plague.
Yun Ya hooked her lips up in a smirk. She really was afraid of her.
She followed into another stall, took out a cellphone from her small Hellokitty bag, and dialed a number she knew by heart.
She had left Miaomiao with a cellphone. If Miaomiao called, she could feel the vibration; there was no need for him to speak. He just had to knock three times on the floor with his finger, and she would know he was safe.
She told Miaomiao it was their secret code, a secret that no third person in this world knew.
The phone rang for a long time without an answer, and with each prolonged beep, Yun Ya's heart sank further.
Then she comforted herself, thinking maybe Miaomiao was playing with puzzles or reading books, not noticing the cellphone's vibration. It was conceivable.
