He Jichen pressed his lips together tightly then stared down at He Yuguang's phone screen for a moment. His fingertips gently slid across it and tapped WeChat. He found her name and started to type away on the keyboard: "Manman, have you been busy the past two days? Why haven't you contacted me?"
"Manman, haven't you finished filming by now? Did you set a good time to come back to Beijing?"
"Manman, I happen to have business in Beijing in a few days time, so when you've set a date to come back to Beijing, let me know. I'll check my schedule and come see you then."
...
It was very quiet in the car. The only sound heard was the subtle "tap tap tap" coming from the phone.
He wasn't sure just how many messages he sent out from He Yuguang's phone. All he knew was that in the end, his heart felt like it was being pulled in all directions.
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Time turned back to the day before at twenty to eleven in the morning.
