"Did you turn off my phone?" The morning sunlight woke Wen Nuan, and she reached for her phone to check the time. She nudged the still-sleeping Leng Yan, "Wake up, don't you have to catch the second flight back to T City?"
"Mine's off too." Leng Yan, still groggy, pulled her into the quilt before opening his eyes, "Honey, I'm afraid of being disturbed."
Afraid that Tan Qing would find her, afraid that Ji Wei would contact him.
Wen Nuan sighed, said nothing, and turned her phone on. There were several missed calls from Tan Qing, mixed with many messages. Each one made her feel ashamed, her eyes red with sadness.
"Nuannuan." Leng Yan stroked her hair, sighing softly, "It's all my fault. I failed you, and Tan Qing too."
If it weren't for him, Nuannuan wouldn't have gone through so much, and Tan Qing might not have been further hurt.
"I don't know how to tell him." Wen Nuan choked with emotion.
Tan Qing said he would do his best to convince his mom and hopes she can wait for him.
