It's him.
How did he find me?
I wish I could just rush over, but I don't want to let him off easily, hmph, let him wait.
There was silence for a while; Yun Ya pressed her ear against the door, hearing nothing.
Could he have left?
Damn it, it's always like this, coming and going without a thought for my feelings?
Just as she was fuming, her phone suddenly rang, and Yun Ya picked it up to see Yan Song's number.
She swiped to answer.
A deep, magnetic voice came through the phone, causing her heart to tremble.
"Open the door."
Yun Ya slowly walked to the door, hesitated for a moment, and opened it a crack.
Catching a glimpse of a shadow cast on the carpet, she felt inexplicably oppressed.
Suddenly, a hand reached in through the door gap, and Yun Ya, in a panic, tried to shut the door, "click" pinching that big hand.
Yun Ya heard a muffled grunt.
She hurriedly released her grip, opened the door wide, and checked his hand, "Is your hand okay?"
