Song Yi opened that voice message.
"How is this called getting something for nothing? The photo you wanted, what is it? Isn't it my brother's body?"
The man's tone was lazy, slightly rising, a bit hoarse, magnetic, and enticing: "When you're on your way, bring me some food, I'm very hungry..."
Song Yi listened, that voice, in the background, there was the faint sound of water flowing from the shower.
This man... is he taking a shower?
Song Yi silently stared at the screen...
Even though the man's words were tinged with a faint smile, you could still hear the fatigue.
He said he was hungry.
He must have been busy with the team for a long time before coming back, with nothing at home.
He's always been alone.
Song Yi held her phone, her heart suddenly softened.
Just, just delivering a meal, after all.
...
At ten o'clock at night, Song Yi got dressed and drove out.
The cold wind rushed in, Song Yi sobered up a bit.
She halted her steps, what was she coming out for?
