In that moment, Ling Chuxia was squatting at the door with a small stool, her eyes fixed intently on the door of apartment 1101 opposite her, which was why she didn't notice her phone ringing.
Shi Che waited for quite a while but still did not receive a reply from Ling Chuxia. A slight frown creased his brow. Could it be that she hasn't woken up yet? But it was already past noon...
Shi Che subconsciously walked towards the balcony, leaning slightly to look over at Ling Chuxia's place. However, she had drawn the curtains today, blocking his view. He couldn't clearly see, nor could he tell whether Ling Chuxia was actually inside the house.
He sighed softly, feeling like he might be losing control over himself. It was just one morning, and yet he missed Ling Chuxia so much.
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