Fu Zhi received a video call from Lu Yusheng when she was dressing up.
It was 6:00 pm in Myanmar, and there was a time difference between the two places.
"Zhizhi."
It was daytime in Yu City, and Lu Yusheng was sitting on a couch. Fu Zhi surmised that he must have taken a bath since there were water droplets dangling on the tip of his hair.
His eyes were beautifully dark and deep-set. His face was wet with water and pink in color. Right now, there was a frown sitting on top of his eyes as he fixed his gaze on Fu Zhi.
It was rare for him to express his displeasure openly. He tapped the screen several times in an attempt to touch the girl's face on the other side of the line.
After a short while, he said, his voice low, "My sister looks skinnier. I can even see your bones."
When he was talking, there was an apparent hint of annoyance and frustration. "When will my sister come home? I want my sister to come home."
