Weijun hesitated to respond, thinking that she would add something to her words. Something to confirm that she was not suicidal just because she was the unluckiest woman in the world. What puzzled him even more was how she could manage to smile as she said such grim things.
"You..." he started and stopped, because his phone was ringing. The caller was his brother Weifeng. Nervously, he looked at Liwu and stood up. "I have to take this."
She waved her hand lazily, dismissing him without saying a word. The call was probably from Manman, she thought.
Weijun walked to an emergency exit door, pushed it open and checked the stairs above and below. Silence was all that existed around there. Not a single human beside himself, and he liked it like that.
He called Weifeng back. "Feng'er." he said slowly. His voice always softened when he was talking to his younger brother. Years of guilt at the burden he had put around his brother's neck had chipped away at it.
