Ling Chuxia didn't know how long she had cried, her tears seemed to have all dried up, and the ringtone of her cell phone kept sounding in her ears. Her hand, unconsciously, fished out the phone and held it to her ear, answering with a soft "hello."
Very quickly, Bai Yixuan's voice came through, filled with utter urgency, "Xiaxia, where are you? Why haven't you been answering your phone?"
"Brother Xuan..."
The moment she heard Bai Yixuan's voice, it was as if all her fear, sadness, and terror had finally found an outlet. Her voice was hoarse, and she couldn't get any words out, only mindlessly calling out, "Brother Xuan..."
"Xiaxia, have you been crying? Why are you crying? Stop crying, stop crying. Where are you? Are you in Liang City?"
