"What's going on?! Didn't you say you'd text me when you got home?!"
"Sorry, I forgot."
"You forgot?! Where did you go? Ah Su went to find you in the middle of the night and said you hadn't come home."
"Yeah, I wasn't feeling well last night, so I went to a nearby hotel, got a room, and slept there. My phone just happened to die..."
"Did you have a fever again?"
Yin Shixiu's accusatory tone softened instantly, turning into concern.
This sudden change was like a hammer, piercing into the softest and most fragile part of Su Xiaomeng's heart.
She hurriedly reached out to cover her mouth tightly, holding the phone away, choked with emotion unable to speak, only able to make a muffled sound, "…Yeah."
"Are you better now?"
"…Yeah."
Yin Shixiu sighed heavily, "As long as you're okay. Call your parents later and let them know you're safe."
"Okay."
