It turns out that elderly phone doesn't only have the functionality of sending texts.
Song Anjing blinked curiously, seeing Qin Xin's serious expression as she answered the phone. Knowing it might be something important, she gestured and said softly, "I'll be leaving then, let's go to the exhibition together after school."
Qin Xin nodded and walked to a secluded spot along the school path to take the call.
Over the receiver, a warm and familiar female voice came through, "Hello, are you Qin Xiaoshuang's friend?"
Qin Xin was slightly taken aback.
She recognized at once that the number belonged to Qin Xiaoshuang.
Last time, appearing as Lan Qingxin, she had saved Xiaoshuang, who was being bullied in front of the school hospital, and had given him her contact information, assuming that given his cold nature, he'd surely discard it, unwilling to accept help from a stranger.
Unexpectedly, Xiaoshuang had carefully saved her number.
