Su Er never thought she would have any intersection with someone like Jiang Siyan, other than perhaps a fleeting encounter.
Yet, through repeated meetings, his indulgence towards her was neve...
At this time, she needs companionship, but she also needs time alone to calm herself down.
It's fine as it is now.
Her eyes were dry from crying earlier, and it seemed like she was caught in a vicious cycle. The drier they were, the more she wanted to cry, but when she thought about tomorrow's event, Su Er forced herself to hold back.
Su Er tried to pull herself out of her fear and distract herself by scrolling through her phone.
But as I kept swiping, my finger seemed to have a mind of its own and tapped on a phone number that I hadn't dialed before.
Su Er had to admit that at that critical moment, the first person she could think of was Jiang Siyan.
Reason told her that subconsciously wanting to depend on someone was not a good thing, but another voice in her heart said, "Just this once, it's okay."
Tonight, she didn't want to be a believer in reason; she just wanted to do whatever she wanted, to chat and talk with him at this moment.
Thinking of this, she opened the chat window and, without hesitation, sent Jiang Siyan a message: "Jiang Siyan, I miss you."
Whether it was a coincidence or not, he was looking at his phone, and almost the next second Jiang Siyan called.
Su Er hurriedly turned off the ringer, hung up the phone, and quickly typed a message: "I'm not calling anymore. My assistant is sleeping with me; it would wake her."
[Your assistant sleeps with you? That sounds like a good job for her.]
What should I do if I miss you? I'll come pick you up.
Who would pick someone up right after they've been brought back? But Jiang Siyan is a man of his word.
Although Su Er immediately refused, her mood was greatly improved by those two tender and affectionate words.
The accompanying image, "Can you chat with me for a bit?", is a meme of a pleading kitten.
How to chat? By typing?
Having spent time with him, Su Er has come to understand his temperament a little better.
He hates meaningless and inefficient communication methods.
Su Er could almost picture the impatient furrow in his brow as he typed those words.
But after thinking for a moment, Su Er tentatively typed on the screen: "I'm wearing headphones and won't talk. Can you tell me a story or sing me a song?"