"Hello?" Sakura said, her voice small and far away on the other end of the line.
"Sakura!"
"Syaoran?" Sakura's responding question came delayed. They were far apart. Every moment of silence between question and answer represented the miles and ocean that separated them.
A voice without a face. Even though he could feel her smile through the cold receiver, he suddenly wished he hadn't called. All he wanted was to see her again, not just pretend to be close and talking normally while they couldn't possibly reach each other.
He talked with her for over two hours.