Fang Zhi forced himself to stay awake, picked up his phone, and saw it was an unfamiliar number calling. "Hello, who is this?"

The girl's weak, soft voice came through the phone, and Jiang Yu's heart raced. He barely dared to breathe. "It's me..."

"You..." The voice sounded somewhat familiar, and Fang Zhi paused, momentarily lost in thought, "Jiang Yuze?"

"yes."

......

"I was insulted on the forum? My dance teacher was suspended and is under investigation because of me." Fang Zhi's voice was so soft that it seemed to dissipate with a gust of wind.

"Mm." Jiang Yu also dared not speak loudly, his deep voice concealing a tenderness he carefully hid. "Fang Zhi, I believe in you. Everything will be alright once the matter is investigated."

Fang Zhi's eyes were filled with confusion, and tears silently fell from her eyes.

Trust her?

But every kind person who showed her kindness ended up being implicated by her—Jiang Yuze, the teacher…

More than the criticism she received, she was concerned about whether her brother had been behind the teacher's suspension.

"Thank you, Jiang Yuze." Fang Zhi wiped away her tears and forced herself to steady her breathing. "I've always owed you an apology."

"Fang Zhi," Jiang Yu's eyes softened slightly, "You know I've never blamed you."

The two chatted for a few more minutes, and Jiang Yu told Fang Zhi to get some rest and not to think too much before hanging up the phone.

The world suddenly fell silent.

Fang Zhi stared at the still-lit phone screen for three seconds, and suddenly a surge of energy welled up inside her, compelling her to rush out without a care in the world.

A white figure rushed down the stairs, startling the maid who was mopping the floor. "Miss Zhizhi..."

The girl ran past me, stirring up a gust of wind, leaving behind her lingering fragrance in the air.

At this moment, Wang Ma walked from the public restroom to the maid's side. "What's wrong?"

Before the maid could react, she instinctively said, "Miss Zhizhi just ran out."

"Zhizhi?" Wang Ma's expression changed drastically. She hurriedly chased after him, with the servants following closely behind.

The girl was no longer in the dimly lit courtyard, and the door to the pedestrian passageway behind the carved gate was open.

As night fell over the Nangong villa district, a young girl in a white dress ran along the road leading out of the villa district, like a bird escaping from its cage.