Recently, Huo Jingting has been extremely punctual coming home and has almost not attended any unnecessary social engagements that could be postponed.
Because he comes home early, in the evenings, Gu Nanqiao usually waits to have dinner with him.
But this evening, she waited until after seven o'clock and still didn't see him return.
Gu Nanqiao felt a bit uneasy and restless. Usually, even if he were coming back late, he would call her, but tonight he didn't even send a text.
The sky was getting dark earlier and earlier; now it was just past seven, and it was completely dark.
Gu Nanqiao walked to the balcony, looking up at the sky. The vast night sky presented a deep ink-black color.
The weather didn't seem very good either, with large patches of dark clouds looming above, bringing an indescribable sense of suffocation.
"Buzz buzz..."
The phone on the bed suddenly vibrated.
Gu Nanqiao averted her gaze, walked over to pick up the phone, and answered, "Hello?"
