Chapter 16
It was 5 o’clock in the morning. Fang Qing, who had been dozing in the duty room for a while, got up. After washing his face, he stood in the corridor smoking and gathering himself.
The distant clouds brightened layer by layer, turning a rosy red. However, the bitter chill lingered in his chest, seemingly trapped and refusing to go away.
He had a sudden sharp desire to talk to someone.
He took a drag on his cigarette, took out his cell phone and dialled a number.
Someone finally answered after more than 20 rings. The voice on the other end of the line was slurred, the person obviously having just awoken. “Hello?”
“Hi, what are you doing?” he blurted out, then realised that his voice was especially gentle.
At the other end, Jin Xiaozhe seemed to have been struck dumb for a second before she asked, “Why are you calling me? Is something wrong?”
“Nothing, it’s just that . . .” I’m thinking about you.
“I think you called me the day before yesterday, but I was just leaving the scene of a crime, and couldn’t pick up in time. Was there anything?” he asked casually.