His hand trembled.
He could almost imagine what Song Yi looked like on the other end of the phone.
The man's brows were tightly furrowed, his eyes flickering, and the deep affection and calm in his eyes were instantly shattered by the ringtone.
At this moment, his heart was a mess, pounding wildly, vibrating against his ribs.
For the first time, he was utterly out of composure, with his mind blank, tense and flustered...
He took several deep breaths, trying to calm himself.
Lowering his eyes to look at the video call, his hands still couldn't stop shaking, not knowing whether it was excitement or panic, or maybe both.
Facing bullets and rain, his heart had never been this chaotic.
He wanted to press the answer button, but missed it several times.
In a rush, he pressed forcefully.
"Thud—" The force was too much, and the phone fell to the ground.
"Fuck..."
The man cursed under his breath and hurriedly stepped forward to pick it up.
