Song Xiangsi was clearly right next to Xu Jiamu, and yet he couldn't have her. To him, that was the cruelest form of torture.
Recently, he hadn't been sleeping well. Last night, with great difficulty, he fell asleep, when suddenly he was woken up by his phone. Deep down inside, he was actually a little annoyed, so when he took the call, his tone of voice was cold at first, but then there was no reply from the other line. He didn't know why but at that moment, he felt like it was her calling.
He asked her a few times, but there was no answer. Eventually, he heard the ear piercing sound of a sob. Even though it was faint and brief, he could clearly tell that it was her voice.
She was crying... She was crying on her own in a foreign country, away from home.
Without even thinking twice, he started to call her back, but she never answered.
