Back in his room, Wei Yu locked the door and picked up his phone to make a call.
Before the person on the other end could say anything, she spoke up first, "We were seen going out a few days ago. She just mentioned it, and it was all filmed. If it airs, it will definitely have a bad impact. Could you talk to them and ask them to cut that conversation?"
She was very clear-headed and knew exactly what she wanted to say, speaking fluently and without hesitation.
She made her meaning clear and waited quietly for a reply.
There was silence on the other end of the phone; neither of them spoke. She knew he hadn't hung up; he was hesitating, or perhaps he was considering a condition—a condition she couldn't refuse.
The room was eerily quiet, with only a faint sliver of moonlight filtering through the window and scattering across the floor.
The moonlight was so cold that even in the sweltering summer, it couldn't dispel that chill.
His breathing was shallow and barely audible unless you listened carefully.
Wei Yu was feeling agitated, so agitated that she felt like she was about to burst out and make a scene, but she couldn't; she had to control herself.
It's been so long since I've felt this way.
"Ji Junyao, what have you thought about it?"
She asked cautiously, her words filled with unease.
This is a secret she has kept hidden deep inside, unwilling to be exposed to the light of day. She has kept it hidden for so many years and never thought of letting it out to "show off".
For a long time, so long that Wei Yu's patience was almost worn out, so long that she was about to lose control of her emotions, so long that she wanted to throw a tantrum and have a fight with him.
He finally spoke, his voice still so deep and pleasant, so captivating that it seemed to possess a magical power that drew her in. However, certain memories surged forth like a raging flood, shattering her brief vulnerability.
He asked, "Wei Yu, what are you afraid of?"
The voice was very soft, carrying a hint of helplessness.
He asked her what she was afraid of.
He actually asked that!
How could he possibly ask such a question?
Wei Yu's heart felt like a cup of unsweetened coffee had been broken. The bubbles rose and burst, making it even more bitter. She chuckled self-deprecatingly and asked, "Ji Junyao, do you not know what I'm afraid of?"
"How could you not know?"
"You know! You know! You're just pretending, pretending you don't know."
"Actually, you are smarter than anyone else. You can easily see through everyone's disguise and everyone's thoughts, but you just don't expose yourself. You always wear sheep's clothing and deceive everyone."
"Ji Junyao, is this fun?"
He'll find it fun.
She will feel pain and helplessness.
The phone slipped from his hand and landed on the carpet. The soft carpet absorbed the sound, and the black-screened phone lay there all alone on the carpet. He didn't hang up, and neither did she.
The person on the other end of the phone sighed deeply, their tone full of helplessness, "Okay, I promise you."
"Wei Yu, I promise you."
He agreed!
He actually agreed!
Instead of the expected sense of relief, she felt increasingly desolate, desolate for herself.
She spoke to him sharply, but he wasn't angry. He agreed to her request, but she wasn't happy about it.
There's nothing to be happy about.
"Wei Yu, I know you're listening. Get some rest and don't overthink it."
Wei Yu sat on the floor in a daze for a long time until someone knocked on the door, and she realized that her legs were numb.
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