That night, before going to the bed, Mo Roulan called Shen Youlin. For a long time, she waited for someone to pick the call on the other side but no one did so and the call was cut automatically after a few moments.
Mo Roulan frowned deeply.
It was very unusual of Shen Youlin neither to call her nor to send any text. She wondered if everything was alright with her or not.
She decided to leave a text and if she didn't get any response from Shen Youlin until morning then she would take Shen Weisheng's number from He Jian and ask him about Shen Youlin.
After leaving a text for Shen Youlin, Mo Roulan decided to go to sleep. However, her head had just hit the pillow, when a ping was heard from her phone. Thinking that it was Shen Youlin, she hurriedly picked up the phone.
However, she saw a message from Cheng Yang.
'Good Night, Roulan.'
Mo Roulan smiled as she wished him back.
