"Lu Jun took your phone?" Sister Yun asked Bai Lu after receiving the message.
Bai Lu looked around and confirmed that her phone was indeed taken by him, and said, "Probably." Then she frowned, "What would he want with my phone?"
"He might think that since you're sick, other people calling you would disturb your rest," Sister Yun replied.
He knew she received a lot of calls, so much that sometimes she had to stop eating to answer them—she was quite the busy person.
"Lu Jun is cold on the outside but warm on the inside; he cares about you," Sister Yun saw the opportunity to soothe her with a few words.
But whenever Bai Lu thought about what purpose his concern for her served, a sense of discomfort crept in, like a thorn lodged in her heart that couldn't be smoothed out.
