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Hsiao Mu and Yan Feng's names were next to each other. I was still looking at them and couldn't help but hesitate. Before I could find the answer I wanted, the phone screen lit up.
Hsiao Mu's name kept flashing. It was as if I had made a decision. For some reason, I felt a little happy.
"You're back?"
His voice was deep and sounded very tired. After I hummed in acknowledgment