บท 90: A Sense of Suffocation

After returning to her room, Qin Xi took a quick shower and left the hotel.

Ever since Yu Liman took out that drink, every time she thought of it, she would feel a tightness on her chest. In this parallel world, she might be able to see her parents from her previous life again.

With excitement and trepidation, she found a phone booth at the intersection. "Hello, I need to make a long distance call."

The phone booth was not big, only five square meters. It mostly sold newspapers, magazines, and some phone cards.

The lady boss was a middle-aged woman in her forties. She was reading a magazine while cracking sunflower seeds. She said without looking up, "Go ahead. 30 cents a minute."

Qin Xi picked up the phone with trembling hands and held her breath. She dialed the number that she knew by heart.

"Sorry, the number you dialed is out of service."

Qin Xi was puzzled. How could the number be out of service?