361: The Quest for the Poison Worm (6)
"There are still some matters I haven't dealt with. Three days, at most three days, and I'll definitely come back." Liam Yancey tightened his grip on his phone. In truth, how could he not miss her?
He, who was always a light sleeper, barely slept for three consecutive hours since he arrived in New York. He constantly thought about her, her fair and tender face constantly plaguing his mind.
Her every frown and smile were deeply ingrained in his heart. Barely half a month had passed, but it felt like a whole century.
Even though he could make video calls, he chose not to. He was scared that seeing her would make him lose control completely. Therefore, he held back, not daring to phone her too often.
Because every time he heard her voice, the longing would become unbearable.