The corridor was empty except for the typing of keyboards at the nurse's station in the distance and the monotonous beeping of instruments in a certain ward. There was a smell in the air, a mixture of disinfectant and some kind of rotten smell. It made people sick after smelling it for a long time.
Just then, the phone in his pocket vibrated.
The buzzing sound was particularly harsh in this dead corridor.
Lin Fan numbly took out his cell phone. The screen lit up, and a familiar name jumped out—Amelia Su.
His heart tightened without warning.
Amelia Su. His girlfriend. He is also the only person he can rely on at the moment.
He took a deep breath and opened the answer button with trembling fingertips.
"Hello? Xiaoyu?"
There was silence on the other end of the phone for two seconds. Then, a voice that was extremely familiar to him sounded, but with an unprecedented sense of alienation and coldness.
"Lin Fan, let's break up."
Lin Fan's head buzzed, as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer. His hand holding the phone tightened unconsciously, and his knuckles turned white from the exertion.
"... Why?" His voice was as dry as sandpaper.
"There is no reason." Su Xiaoyu's voice was very calm, and no emotion could be heard, "Lin Fan, we are not suitable. You can't give me the life I want."
"I..." Lin Fan wanted to say something, "I can work hard", "Give me a little more time". But these words were stuck in my throat, and I couldn't say a word. He knew how pale these words were.
Just then, a man's laughter came from the other end of the phone.
The laughter was soft, but full of undisguised arrogance and ridicule.
