Lin Yan was in a restroom stall, as anxious as an ant on a hot pan.
Half an hour ago, she had told Lin Xue where she was, but Lin Xue still hadn't come.
Calling again, no one answered.
Lin Yan, hearing no sound outside, ran out and twisted her neck to look in the mirror.
Her light-colored pants were already dirty.
Regretting, she wondered why she hadn't worn long underwear for the sake of looking good.
The short jacket couldn't cover it either.
She called Lin Xue again, and this time she was greeted with "The number you have dialed is turned off."
Ever since she was young, Lin Yan had played a nurturing role for Lin Xue in many things.
People say an older brother is like a father; having no brother but a sister, Lin Yan, felt almost like a mother to Lin Xue.
She rarely asked for favors, and she couldn't believe she'd been let down like this.
Desperate, Lin Yan thought of Lu Chenyuan.
She took out her phone and dialed Lu Chenyuan's number.