Inside the apartment
Xu Jiayan watched the girl's cellphone left on the entryway cabinet, his eyebrows involuntarily knitting together.
"Hello!"
"Brother, why is it you?" On the other end of the phone, Xu Jinyan was startled to hear her brother's voice coming from the other side of the call.
"Jinyan left her cellphone in the apartment," Xu Jiayan said with a stern face.
"What should we do then? I can't find her anywhere, and she still has injuries on her that haven't healed. Plus, she didn't bring her cellphone; what if something happens?"
Xu Jiayan clutched the cellphone, feeling a tightening in his chest, unconsciously pursing his lips and responded, "She's not in the dorm?"
Xu Jinyan glanced at the women's dorm in front of him and said, "The door of the women's dorm is locked, and the dormitory supervisors are all on holiday for the past two days. Plus, I didn't see Jinyan anywhere on my way over here, where do you think she could have gone?"
