C50

"Whew." Zuo Xi Yan stared at the familiar number on his cell phone's screen and finally pressed the answer button.

"Hello."

"Why aren't you answering the phone?" Song Chen's voice was intermittent because he had been in the rain for too long.

"I fell asleep." Zuo Xi scratched his ears and said awkwardly.

"Can you come out? I'm downstairs