C25 Aftershock

Faintly taking the phone, Xiao Yan's dispirited eyes tried hard to make out the time displayed on it. 10: 22, he finally saw it. Not bad, eh … Ten thirty?

It's over. This isn't a good time to do it. I have no idea if I'm still late for work at 10: 30?

This jolted me out of my stupor and I hurriedly grabbed the clothes by the bed