Weekend finally arrived and for the first time, Yan Xiuchen didn't find himself looking forward to their brotherhood night. The past days since his meeting with Xiao Rufeng had left him feeling more alone than ever. Her ray of sunlight that greeted him that day was something he now craved for.
Still, even with her business card securely tucked in the safe pocket of his jacket next to his heart, even if he had already memorized her number from the very first day, Yan Xiuchen didn't dare to give her a call to hear her lovely voice.
He groaned and rubbed his face in frustration, nearly knocking the glasses off his face. He felt like a coward for not mustering enough courage to talk to her. But what would he say anyway? That he liked to hear her voice and that he was somewhat missing her?
