Night falls and the city lights come on.

Zhuang Wen ate something casually, then slumped on the sofa, watching TV out of boredom.

Ring ring~

The phone on the coffee table rang.

Zhuang Wen picked it up and saw five words on the phone screen: Your Little Cutie.

Several dark lines appeared on Zhuang Wen's forehead.

After he answered the phone, a sweet, melodious female voice came from the other end:

"Brother Zhuang, are you there?"

Yan Yan!

Zhuang Wen put his hand to his forehead, looking defeated by her.

No wonder she was fiddling with her phone at noon today; she was entering her phone number into it.

Zhuang Wen didn't care about that, but this note...

He was indeed caught off guard.

Why aren't you saying anything? Are you not here?

Yan Yan was puzzled.

"I'm here."

Zhuang Wen said something.

"Yay! Brother Zhuang, you're here! I didn't dial the wrong number!"

Yan Yan let out an excited shout, which sounded a bit fake and made people feel awkward, but Zhuang Wen's lips couldn't help but curl up slightly.

Why are you making that call?

Zhuang Wen feigned reluctance, his voice low and calm.

But his hand touched the remote control and turned the TV volume down until it was inaudible.

"What, do I have to have something to say before I can call you? Can't I call you if I don't need anything?"

Yan Yan on the other end of the phone knew that Zhuang Wen was teasing her, because she keenly sensed the joking in Zhuang Wen's words, so she also pretended to be angry.

"Hehe, I wouldn't dare, who are you...?"

Zhuang Wen pinched his throat and spoke in a deliberately soft voice.

"That's right, I doubt you'd dare...hehe..."

She struck a dignified pose, about to say a few words, but immediately broke character and burst into laughter.

Hearing her happy laughter, Zhuang Wen could imagine what she looked like when she laughed.

Perhaps she was trembling with excitement, or even rolling around in bed.

And he was right.

Yan Yan was lying on the bed, laughing and rolling around, being incredibly lively.

After exchanging a few casual words...

"Today, I..."

Yan Yan began to tell Zhuang Wen everything, big and small.

Zhuang Wen listened patiently, occasionally speaking up to carefully communicate with Yan Yan.

This made Yan Yan realize Zhuang Wen's care for her, and her love for Zhuang Wen became even stronger and more steadfast.

The two talked on the phone for an hour.

Although Zhuang Wen repeatedly threatened to hang up the phone during the call, Yan Yan's sweet and coquettish manner dissuaded him.

Finally, Yan Yan's roommate needed to talk to her, so she reluctantly hung up the phone.

Although Yan Yan hung up the phone, a delicate smile still lingered on her lips. She was happy that Zhuang Wen had answered her call and talked to her for an hour.

Her roommate asked curiously, "Yan Yan, what's wrong with you? Are you in a relationship?"

"I didn't."

Yan Yan pouted her little mouth, sat on the bed with her pretty body, and kept kicking her legs, as innocent and naive as a little girl.

"I can tell just by looking at you."

Another roommate joked with a smile, "This is the first time I've seen you so happy since I've known you."

"What?"

Yan Yan's pretty face flushed red; she looked delicate and charming. She asked in a sweet voice, "What do I look like?"

"Sweet, happy, joyful."

The roommate answered.

"And it is full of hope and dreams for the future."

Another roommate said with a grin.

What are you talking about?

Yan Yan jumped out of bed, beaming as she pounced on the two of them, and they began to playfully wrestle.

Over here, Zhuang Wen had a happy smile on his face.

This little girl...

At that moment, the phone screen displayed the nickname Yan Yan had set for herself on his phone: Your Little Cutie.

These five words even made Zhuang Wen imagine Yan Yan's delicate and lovely fair face.

He placed his finger above the word "Delete" on the screen.

He only needs to press down lightly.

The words "Your Little Cutie" will disappear from his phone.

Zhuang Wen's eyes revealed hesitation and inner conflict.

A moment later, Zhuang Wen put down his phone.

The words "your little cutie" stand out especially.

He did not delete it.

Let's leave it like this for now.

That's not bad.

He had just put down his phone.

Thump! Thump!

There was a knock on the door.

He stood up, and froze the moment he opened the door.

"Miss Xin... Miss Tang, what brings you here?"

Before him stood Tang Xin, graceful and elegant.

Tang Xin was dressed very beautifully, with light makeup and eyeshadow, her smooth hair flowing over her shoulders. She was dressed in a JK uniform, with her slender waist as the dividing line. Her upper body was covered by a white shirt, and her lower body was covered by a gray and black plaid short skirt. Black stockings covered her jade legs, and she wore a pair of women's leather shoes with a black sheen.

She was already a campus beauty, and now, with this makeover, she's even more stunning.

However, Zhuang Wen noticed her unhealthy pale complexion beneath her light makeup, and her slightly empty eyes under her eyeshadow.

He sighed inwardly.

"Awen, can't I come to see you if there's nothing wrong?"

Tang Xin tried her best to put on what she considered a beautiful smile.

Upon hearing the familiar yet distant and unfamiliar address, Zhuang Wen's eyes glazed over for a moment.

Upon seeing this, a hint of secret joy flashed across Tang Xin's eyes.

But the next moment, her expression froze.

Zhuang Wen said calmly, "Miss Tang, we're done here. I won't bother you anymore, and you shouldn't bother me either."

"Are you... really that heartless?"

Tang Xin stared into Zhuang Wen's pupils, muttering to herself in a desolate and helpless tone.

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