"I like you, your eyes mesmerizing, your laughter even more enchanting, wishing I could gently caress your lovely face again…"
When the ringtone on her phone went off yet again, Su Liuying finally couldn't take it anymore. She reached out and grabbed the phone from her bedside table, her eyes still closed, and pressed the answer button. "Hello…"
"Liuying, the clerk said you took sick leave today, so I called to check how you're feeling?"
Tony's voice came through. Su Liuying opened her eyes and suddenly felt a sharp pang in her nose. It turned out that, at the moment when she felt like she was drowning in sorrow, having someone offer concern could touch her so deeply.
"I… I'm fine now…"
Su Liuying sniffled. Her nasal tone was so thick that Tony frowned slightly. "Have you been crying?"
"No…"
"Liuying, I can tell. That tone isn't from a cold; it's obvious you've been crying!"
Tony's straightforward comment left her momentarily unable to argue. "I…"
