Some days later, Jing Yan called Luo En, but the one who answered the phone was Luo Beichen: "Hello."
"Where's En'en?" When Jing Yan heard the man's uniquely deep voice, she immediately held her breath, and it took a few seconds before she asked softly. In that instant, countless possibilities flashed across her mind, with the most feared being that he would tell her never to contact her daughter again.
"She's sick." Luo Beichen replied with just four words, very succinctly, as if he did not plan to elaborate further.
At the news, Jing Yan felt a sudden clench in her heart, and she asked with a trembling voice, "Sick? Does she have a fever? Or a cold?"
"A fever. It's been recurring these past few days, and the cough is quite severe," Luo Beichen responded, word by word.
"Where is she now? At home or in the hospital?" Jing Yan pressed with another question.
"At home," Luo Beichen replied, sparing with his words as usual.
