Although Seo Fei was surprised, she still answered the phone immediately.
"Zimo?"
"Now, walk to the window, open the curtains, and look outside."
On the other end of the phone, Leng Zimo's voice was calm yet deep.
Seo Fei became even more puzzled, but she still walked over, returned to the window, lifted the curtains, and looked out the door.
The sky wasn't completely bright yet, and it wasn't very clear either, giving it a somewhat gloomy appearance. The scenery outside the window, which was usually quite nice, was also tinged with a bit of gray by this gloominess. However, in this grayness, there was a splash of very bright color.
It was a bunch of red, to be precise, a bunch of red flowers.
Fresh flowers, very fresh flowers, freshly picked from their branches, with some morning dew still on them.
The flowers were held in the hand of a man who stood below her window, wearing a somewhat casual light gray suit.
"Zimo?!"
