"Apart from thinking about how to survive, I really don't dare to think about anything else."

"I don't dare contact you. I don't know what to say. I'm afraid you'll ask me how I'm doing here. I've lied enough, and I don't want to... lie to you too."

"I know you'll be worried about me, so every time I contact Uncle Wen, I try to let him know that I'm doing okay. I know Uncle Wen will definitely tell you so you can rest assured."

"But Brother Hui told me that I shouldn't always rely on Uncle Wen to pass on messages. If there's a chance... I should be more proactive."

"So I thought, if I can win this time, I will definitely share this good news with you as soon as possible!"

"Sister Cai, I won!"

"I... really managed to hold on."

Wen Cai on the other side was also in tears.

She knew that Ning Fan had tried his best to be restrained in what he said.

This boy, who is only nineteen years old...

How much have you endured?

“You…you…”

Wen Cai sobbed but couldn't utter a complete sentence.

"Sister Cai, please don't scold me. I'm not saying this to stop you from getting mad at me. I just feel..."

Ning Fan wiped his face with his sleeve, leaving a lot of blood stains on it.

"It warms my heart to hear your voice."

Wen Cai burst into tears.

"You little bastard! What are you doing? You called someone so late at night and made them cry!"

"Sister Cai."

Ning Fan's hands began to tremble.

Even my lips trembled a little.

"If you believe that I'm tough enough..."

Wen Cai stopped crying.

Ning Fan licked his dry lips and tried his best to keep his voice from shaking so much.

"Just wait until I find you."