With Ling's mother's shrill voice still ringing, Ling's father's body couldn't help but tremble. "I was supposed to catch the four‑thirty train this afternoon, but on the bus to the station my wallet got stolen. My bank card, ID card, and all my cash are gone! I only have a phone left! Because my ID was stolen, I can't go back now. Ling Yueyue booked a room for me at the hotel, and I'll take the long‑distance coach at nine tomorrow morning to go back!"
"Since the money's gone, then don't bother coming back! Never come back, just die out there!" With that, Ling's mother angrily hung up the phone.
Ling Yueyue: "...!"
Ling's father's hand was shaking as he put the phone down on the bed behind him. His head hung like a dead man's, his face and eyes completely devoid of any life.
