When she answered the phone, all she heard was the sound of heavy breathing.
He didn't speak, and she didn't respond. Silence flowed freely in the wires.
You... He spoke.
Well... She waited.
That's enough, that's enough, your self-exile is over. His tone was calm.
Okay. There was no trace of emotion in her voice.
Well... He already felt his throat was a little tight.
I know... But the corners of her mouth were already raised.
He walked lightly to the balcony and saw that he was familiar with him downstairs for thousands of years.
The two eyes looked at each other, and there were... Rough waves in their eyes.