I walked back into Wen Xiaohua's room, she was already awake, quietly watching me, her face pitifully small.
"I have to go. I have to go to work," I said.
She looked down and said slowly, "Sorry."
I went over, took her hand, "It's childish to take out your upset feelings on yourself."
Her tears suddenly flowed out.
After that, for a very long time, I did not see Wen Xiaohua's column show. I made a phone call to her colleague and was informed that the reason was program adjustments; when I said I was Xiaohua's friend, the person then revealed that Xiaohua, the editor and the host, was sick and on leave.
This meant the situation was somewhat serious.
I knew she was like me, not the kind to delay work for anything. I tried calling her mobile phone, and her home phone, but couldn't contact her either way.
After returning from a business trip in Guangzhou, I immediately made another call to her.
Finally, I located her; she was at home at the time.
