The voice of the wind whistling through the telephone, clearly visible in the darkness, Ye Zimo said, "Stand where you are and close your eyes for 60 seconds."

Xia Yihan, though doubtful, closed his eyes obediently, and meditated on the numbers in his heart. His long and slender arms were pulled over Xia Yihan, and his palms were slightly covered in Xia Yihan's eyes.

Xia Yihan took off Yezi Mo's hand and turned his head in surprise and asked, "Why are you here?" Ye Zimo looked at Xia Yihan silently.

Seeing Xia Yihan's face flushed with hot and humid lines, Yezimo touched Xia Yihan's earlobe lightly, shifted his sight to...