The two were silent for a long time, and Zhou Lin suddenly called his name: "Hu Jiayun?"
"I'm here." His voice was deep.
It seemed that as long as he heard his voice, Zhou Lin would feel at ease: "I thought you were dead."
"I'm waiting for you to speak," he whispered.
After another long period of silence, Zhou Lin sat alone on the side of the deserted road, looking at the concrete ground in a daze, full of thoughts. Occasionally a car would speed by, but she would not raise her head. Feeling tears welling up in her eyes, she forced them back.
Conception: