The Wick

Staring at the hundred over verification messages on screen, Mo Wen's lips twitched.

He scrolled through the messages. All of them were:

"Brother Mo, I am Yun Xiaoman.", "Brother Mo, I am Yun Xiaoman, please add me.", "Brother Mo, are you not around?", "Brother Mo, where are you? It's been eight days.", "Brother Mo, please add me. Pretty, pretty please." 

Towards the end, the messages had turned into:

"Brother Mo, I hate you.", "Bastard, you didn't keep your promise.", "Woo woo, I am begging you. Please add me."…

Mo Wen's lips twitched. It had only been a little over a month. Logically the poison in her grandfather's body should not have relapsed yet. Why was she looking for him so urgently?

If there was no accident, Yun Xiaoman's grandfather wouldn't have another episode again in such a short time. He was quite confident about it.

After adding Yun Xiaoman, Mo Wen clicked on another message box.