Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, the twilight deepened.
Pei Cheng’s slender fingers wound a lock of Xu Huan’s hair, twisting it again and again around his knuckles. When the phone rang abruptly, a flicker of nearly imperceptible shadow passed through his eyes.
"Mu Xiuyuan?" Xu Huan looked at the name dancing on the screen. Just as she reached out to answer, the phone was intercepted by Pei Cheng’s articulated fingers.
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