Mrs. Xiang thought for a moment, took out her phone from her bag, entered a familiar number, and called, holding the phone close to her ear.
"Do you know anything about the girl who stayed in your son's dorm room last night?"
"I saw her, she looks fine, quite lively, a good complement to your son..."
"Hmm..."
...
Many journalists camped outside the hospital's inpatient department for an entire day, even at night, there were people taking turns for shifts.
Ji Anning hadn't left the room for a day and a night.
She only fell asleep late at night, and when she woke up, the space beside her was still empty, and the familiar tall figure was absent from the sofa.
The sky outside had just brightened, with a sliver of dawn light seeping through the curtain seams.
The little girl beside her was still asleep.
She lifted the blanket, quietly got out of bed, opened the nightstand drawer, took out her phone, and walked towards the window as she turned it on.
"Morning, my love."
