The hotel was already plunged into silence by the time the call ended.
Xie Qingci rotated his wrist, making a slight noise.
He put down the phone and looked at the takeout box on the table. The soup inside had gone cold, and there was a layer of oil floating on top, making just another glance at it nauseating.
Clearly, it was inedible now, and the room wasn't stocked with alternatives. At this hour, he didn't want to bother anyone, so he could only bear the hunger.
But he didn't really mind. He relaxed his brow, smiled slightly at the air, then fell onto the bed and stared at the ceiling for a good while.
After lying there for a while, he started rubbing one of his temples and reached for his phone again, searching for guides on how to participate in the hometown's Ice Breaking Festival.
What to prepare for bringing a girl to the Ice Breaking Festival.
Which mountain is the safest to climb with a girlfriend at the Ice Breaking Festival.
