Byran, looking quite sad, answered. “Chase didn’t let you pick up the phone just now, and I was really worried, so I snuck out when my brother wasn’t looking to find you. I didn’t bring any money, and my phone is about to die… Ida, can you come pick me up?”
Ida suddenly felt irritated. “I’m not picking you up; go home yourself!”
“I’m scared to go home; my brother is in a bad mood today, and he will definitely give me a hard time if I go back! And I don’t have any money to take a cab.”
Ida was about to lose her temper. “Where are you now? I’ll send someone to find you and give you some cash, so you can find a place to stay and head home tomorrow morning!”
Byran insisted. “I don’t want anyone else to pick me up! I want you to do it! If you don’t come, I’d rather freeze to death here!”
Ida felt helpless. “Then freeze there!”
After saying that, she hung up the phone.
She felt annoyed. How did she get stuck with a pain in the neck like Byran?!
Byran was warming up in the underground passage of Crescent Society. The weather had been really cold lately, and he forgot to wear his jacket when he ran out of the house, so he was shivering from the cold.
After hearing the busy tone from the phone, Byran got angry, but he redialed anyway. Unfortunately, his phone died before the call connected.
He was totally speechless.
No one was going to care about him now.
He put his phone back in his pocket and began rubbing his arms and hopping around to keep warm.
There was a guy doing a live stream while playing the guitar and singing up ahead. He walked over to listen to the music, hoping to warm up a bit.
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