The mother and daughter were talking.
"Tianxing, your phone." From the living room, Father Xia called out.
It must be Yuntian, Xia Tianxing hurriedly got up and ran towards the bedroom.
Returning to the room, she eagerly grabbed the still-ringing phone on the bed.
Excitedly, she exclaimed, "Yuntian."
On the other end of the phone came An Ziqi's anxious voice, "Tianxing, where are you right now?"
"Ziqi?" Xia Tianxing asked in confusion, "I'm at home, what's up, do you need me for something?"
"You need to come back quickly."
"What's wrong? What happened?" Xia Tianxing quickly asked.
"Just hurry back."
Suddenly, a bad premonition rose in Xia Tianxing's heart, "Ziqi, tell me what exactly happened?"
Her mind suddenly thought of Yuntian's phone always being unreachable, her heart instantly lifted, "Did something happen to Yuntian?"
