Second Brother, My Hands Are Cold

Lu Huaiyu put his phone aside and picked up the black chess pieces one by one again.

He even kept the chessboard.

When he looked at his phone, the screen was still black.

It looked like Ning Li still had not finished her call yet.

...

Winter nights in the Capital were windy and chilly.

"Sister Li, I heard about what happened with you and Grandma." 

The young man's voice on the other end of the call sounded excessively calm, so no one knew what his state of mind was at this time.

Ning Li gently exhaled. White mist lingered in the air and there was a slight astringent feeling in her mouth.

After a while, she said, "Min, I didn't mean to hide it from you. It's just that you were abroad at the time and your company's management is so strict. Even if I had told you, there was no way you could have rushed back to…"

"I could've come back."

The young man interrupted her and there was finally a ripple in his voice.