As she read through the messages one by one, a smile slowly appeared on her face. Checking the time, she realized it was from yesterday. Clearly, he was still in a meeting today.
See, there's no way a grown man would be so free. This is normal.
She raised her finger and replied to him: "I'm fine, nothing wrong…"
There was no reply. At this time, they must be plotting something.
She lay back down.
Feeling drowsy and slightly feverish. Maybe she caught a chill, or perhaps she ate some spoiled bread, always feeling something was off.
Yet again, nightfall approached.
Her mouth was dry and she suddenly had a whimsical thought: Would the bigfoot man show up suddenly? Just like the year before during Chinese New Year, when she was heartbroken, but as the moonlight arrived, she heard a knock and he stood at the door with a stern face when she opened it.
