"Brother Yang, I advise you to be careful!"

"You used up your ultimate skill with just one basic attack from someone else."

"Trying to hook me?" Xie Huaiyang scoffed. "If she's hooking me every day, what's the difference between that and loving me?"

Mingjie: ...

He now suspects that if Shen Zhiyi mispronounces Yang Ge's name, he won't argue, but will instead immediately change it.

He Yueguang, who had been lying low, finally spoke up.

"Excuse my bluntness, but were you being manipulated by Shen Zhiyi?"

Xie Huaiyang paid little attention to their answers, lost in his own speculation.

The thought made all the blood vessels in my body start to surge.

He got up and put on his clothes, replying to He Yueguang's message as he put on his vest.

"PUA?"

"P stands for protect, U stands for understand, and A stands for accompany. She protects me, understands me, and accompanies me. What more could I ask for?"

"She'll do anything for me, as long as she's willing."

He Yueguang: ...

Mingjie: ...

How did you adjust this?

He really wanted to ask for a tutorial!

Shen Zhiyi lay on the bed and sneezed twice, "Achoo!"

She touched her nose.

It's only early autumn, have you already caught a cold?

Just as she was thinking this, her phone suddenly vibrated. She looked down and saw that it was a call from Xie Huaiyang.

"Hello?" she answered, somewhat puzzled.

"Baby, are you asleep?" Xie Huaiyang's deep, mellow voice sounded even more magnetic through the electric current, sending a tingling sensation through the eardrums.

Shen Zhiyi's ears burned as she gripped her phone tightly.

"No."

“Then look out the window,” he said.

Shen Zhiyi paused for a moment, then turned to look at the tightly closed window.

Her heart skipped a beat.

I threw off the covers, got out of bed, slipped on my slippers, and walked to the window.

Her fingertips paused for a moment before she drew back the curtains.

Sure enough, a figure was standing under the big tree outside.

Xie Huaiyang, dressed in all black, stood tall and leaned against a red sports car, with an old tree swaying gently in the night breeze behind him.

The dim streetlights cast dappled, flickering shadows on him through the gaps in the leaves.

He was portrayed in a way that made him seem somewhat unreal.

"You saw her?" He looked up, his messy hair brushing against his eyebrows. His gaze swept across the courtyard and precisely caught her figure standing behind the window. A roguish smile slowly curved his lips.

From a distance, Shen Zhiyi couldn't see the emotions in his eyes.

Yet you could feel the focus and intensity in his gaze.

It was as if an invisible thread was emerging from his body, passing through the glass, and tightly binding her.

She gripped the curtains, gently biting her lip, "Why did you come here?"

"I miss you." Xie Huaiyang's gaze darkened, and he said bluntly, "I miss what you meant by the words you said to me, and I can't sleep because of it."

"I came here because I wanted to see you."

His voice was low and husky, like a tender whisper, "Baby, if you're not asleep, could you open the door for me?"