The call didn't disconnect, it stayed connected.
But, there was no sound from the other side.
Li Zhiyuan placed the receiver on the counter, pointed at Aunt Xu standing afar, then pointed at the phone, and walked back with a bag full of story magazines.
The evening wind in Beijing carried the noise, brushing against the young man.
Once, that phone call from Aunt Zhang's small shop almost became his nightmare.
Now, he didn't care anymore.
It's not because he was magnanimous or willing to forgive, but because he knew very well how he could deliver the heaviest blow to Li Lan.
I am your experiment, but in my eyes, you are a failure.
With that premise, any additional words or actions are just the futile barking of a failure.
This is also the reason why Li Lan no longer spoke.
Because she sensed that her condition had really improved.
When he walked back to the entrance of Fengze Garden, Grandmaster, Run Sheng, and Lin Shuyou also came out.
