C21 Fire

The next day, Huang Jia was woken up by her cell phone in a sunny rented room.

"Who is it?"

The phone's originally melodious ringtone, under the psychological effect of waking up, only felt ear-piercing and irritating.

Huang Jia slowly opened her sleepy eyes. Her vision blurred, and she wriggled on the bed, not wanting to leave the soft pillow at all. But the phone kept ringing