Shen Yanhe slept for a long while, and it was not until the next day's afternoon that she awakened.
As she came to, she was still slightly confused, staring blankly at the brilliant sunset outside the window, with no thoughts in her mind.
Just then, the ringtone of the phone on the nightstand began to sound.
Shen Yanhe blinked slowly, propped herself up with her hands, and sat up, her long, soft, black hair cascading down her cheeks.
She picked up the phone and answered the call, her eyes drooping slightly, and her voice faint, "Master, what's the matter?"
"Your senior brother is worried about you; he flew back from abroad. Do you want to bring your friend along for dinner tonight? By the way, we can get to know him," the full-bodied voice of Hua Tuo came from the other end of the line. "After all, he has helped you quite a bit these days; we should thank him."
The content of the words helped Shen Yanhe to clear her mind.
Shen Yanhe: "..."
