"Xiaoshuai, you promised to come and stay with me tonight. Where are you? Why didn't you come?"
Wang Xiaoshuai, listening to Luo Peilan's resentful and coquettish reprimand coming through the phone, reassured her, "I did come, but I saw that the door was locked from the inside, so I left. I was afraid Zhang Mingwei might come again, so I didn't dare to knock."
"When did you come then?" Luo Peilan pressed.
After a pause, she continued, "Didn't we agree on a time? I was so worried you wouldn't make it that I left the door unlocked for an extra hour. I closed it because I feared bad people, after all, I can't leave the door open all the time. Even if you couldn't come on time, you should have called me!"
"How could I call you so late? What if Zhang Mingwei had answered the phone? Sister Peilan, where are you calling me from right now?"
Luo Peilan replied, "From a phone booth outside the neighborhood."