Mu Yichen's pillow was still neatly placed there, as if it hadn't been slept on.
Qin Mu looked at his pillow for a while, feeling a void in her heart. When she finally snapped out of it, she quickly got up, grabbed her phone, and while pulling back the covers and getting out of bed, she called him.
The call went through, but the phone just rang and rang with no one picking up.
Her heart suddenly tightened, and without much thought, she kept dialing, draped a robe over herself, and walked out with her head down, not even having time to put on shoes.
He said he would be back in the middle of the night, but it was already daylight and he still hadn't returned.
The sky outside was overcast, giving off a really unsettling feeling.
Qin Mu's brow furrowed as she walked silently across the floor.
