"Hello……"
Xia Xi was stunned, not knowing whether to be happy or cry. She opened her mouth, forgetting what she was going to say, and blurted out word by word: "Ah, hello... hello, it's me."
"I know." Xu Yanfeng's voice was terrifyingly calm, like the attitude he would have when they first met. "Why are you calling me?"
Xia Xi's fingers scratched at the three-dimensional flowers embellishing the quilt, her voice unusually soft. "Shouldn't I be the one asking you this? Today... oh, no, it was yesterday. You called me, but I was out having dinner with friends and went to the bathroom, so I didn't pick up. What do you want to talk to me about?" She felt his tone was too serious and tried to lighten the mood. "Could it be that you're on vacation and can't see me, so you miss me?"
Xu Yanfeng: "Wrong number."
Xia Xi: “…”
My enthusiasm was extinguished by his four words. He really didn't care about other people's lives as usual.
Xia Xi was already immune to this and said, "Okay, then just assume you dialed the wrong number. Why didn't you reply to my subsequent calls and messages? Are you really that busy? So busy that you didn't even have time to check your phone. I don't believe it."
"Xia Xi." Xu Yanfeng called her name in a light tone, "You are not related to me. I have no obligation to return your calls and messages. Please, understand this."
Xia Xi's head buzzed, and then he was confused.
There was a flash of light before her eyes, and everything was blurry. She seemed to be back to the night when she was waiting for him in the South Square. The cold wind was blowing from all directions. There were so many people watching the show around her, but she felt that she was the only one in the world.
The call was hung up. After a long time, Xia Xi didn't react. He still held the phone to his ear, without moving.
She thought she was immune to his indifference and rejection, but it turned out that she still cared.
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