Chapter 236 Sound
The production team was recording a late-night talk show. Although the lights were off, the cameras were still on, and Zhao Xiaohui and Yao Yao were chatting enthusiastically.
Xia Mian opened a corner of the quilt and peeked at the two people on the floor. Seeing that they hadn't noticed her, she pulled back under the quilt and pressed the call button.
"Dog...uh...Brother Chuan, what's up?"
He was the one who felt he wasn't caring enough, and he was also the one who asked why he was calling. Zhou Pingchuan was both amused and exasperated: "Is work over?"
"It's not over yet, they're still chatting outside."
"Outside?" The boy's voice was muffled, as if he were in a very small space. Zhou Pingchuan guessed, "You answered the phone while hiding under the covers?"
Xia Mian: "...I didn't cheat on you, why are you hiding under the covers? Just say what you need to say, I'm busy."
"It's nothing, I just wanted to call you before bed... um..." Zhou Pingchuan suddenly let out a muffled groan, "Then you go ahead and do your thing, I'll hang up now."
After saying that, Zhou Pingchuan hung up the phone first.
Xia Mian gripped her phone, her mind still racing with the muffled groan she'd just heard.
Is Zhou Pingchuan feeling unwell?
Or is your leg hurting again?
As summer approaches, Beijing enters its rainy season. Although the rainy season in the north is not as damp and sticky as in the south, the lingering dampness after the rain can still cause old wounds to ache.
Where is the family doctor? Why didn't they give Zhou Pingchuan a check-up beforehand and give him some instructions?
It's also his fault. His work schedule was so full. They finally managed to express their feelings to each other, but he left again after only a few days. He didn't even have time to properly understand Zhou Pingchuan's health condition.
Xia Mian grew increasingly anxious, but she had just said she was busy, and to cover up the lie, she definitely couldn't call. So she sent a WeChat message: "I just heard you call out. Are you feeling unwell?"
That scoundrel: [It's nothing]
Summer: [Let's ask Director Wu to come and take a look.]
Director Wu was the family doctor who had prescribed the ointment for him before; Xia Mian had used all his strength just to type those three words. But to be fair, Director Wu's medical skills were indeed superb, and his experience was truly abundant. In an emergency, he could only trust Director Wu.
That jerk: [It's really nothing.]
That jerk: [You can keep working.]
That jerk: [I'm going to sleep]
aestivation:"......"
He could feel more at ease if Zhou Pingchuan told the truth, but the less Zhou Pingchuan said, the more likely he was to overthink. He even wondered if Zhou Pingchuan had slipped and fallen while taking a shower, or twisted his ankle while going downstairs.
Xia Mian gripped the bedsheet tightly, but still dialed the number.
There was no answer on the other end. Xia Mian listened to the busy tone and crumpled the bed sheet into a ball. In his mind, the plot unfolded rapidly, from Zhou Pingchuan's fall to food poisoning, then to a car accident, and even to being rushed to the hospital. He was so scared that he opened the airline app, intending to book a ticket and fly back immediately.
Fortunately, the call was answered at the last moment.
"What are you doing? You haven't been answering your phone," Xia Mian asked anxiously.
"I just came out of the bathroom, I didn't hear it."
"What just happened?"
"Are you talking about that muffled groan?" Zhou Pingchuan paused. "I did it on purpose."
aestivation:"......"
Zhou Pingchuan: "I wanted to hear your voice before going to sleep, but you wouldn't let me, so I had no choice but to resort to this. I'm sorry."
aestivation:""
Upon hearing the first sentence, Xia Mian was a little angry. But after hearing the second sentence, he felt that he was a terrible person.
In the end, after all the twists and turns, it all boils down to one sentence: "It's good that you're safe and sound."
The most important thing is that Zhou Pingchuan is healthy. As for his deception, well, let's not pursue it.
Xia Mian finally released the miserably tattered bedsheets: "Don't you dare lie to me with your body again! We live so far apart, I have no idea what you look like, I can only guess. It scared me so much that I almost booked a ticket home right away!"
Zhou Pingchuan smiled and said, "Thank you for your concern."
"...Who cares about you? I'm in a hurry to go back and inherit the property," Xia Mian said stubbornly, but regretted it as soon as she finished speaking. "Pah, pah, pah, Bodhisattva above, what I just said was all nonsense, it doesn't count, please don't write it down."
After praying to the Bodhisattva, he continued to set rules for Zhou Pingchuan: "Just be good and take care of yourself. If you feel unwell, tell me right away. Don't hide anything."
Zhou Pingchuan: "I understand. I miss you a little, do I need to tell you?"
What's wrong with this guy? He's suddenly getting sour. Xia Mian pursed her lips, stopping the corners of her lips from turning up: "You old men, your love stories are so greasy, I can't stand them."
Zhou Pingchuan narrowed his eyes: "You've dated other older men too?"
Xia Mian: "...We've never dated. I only know about it from novels."
Zhou Pingchuan: "Oh."
Xia Mian swallowed hard: "Really, I've never been in a relationship before, you're the first."
Zhou Pingchuan remained silent.
Hiss... Then, Xia Mian realized that he was wrong. In real life, he had never dated anyone, but in this world, the original owner of this body had a relationship with Zhou Ting.
So, strictly speaking, Zhou Pingchuan wasn't actually his first love.
Realizing her mistake, Xia Mian had no choice but to launch a self-destructive attack in order to appease Zhou Pingchuan: "The novel is fictional, it doesn't count, let's not discuss it anymore. Um, Brother Chuan, I miss you too."
After a few seconds of pause, and hearing no response from Zhou Pingchuan, he forced himself to continue, "You guessed right. Before you called, I was hiding under the covers secretly reading your WeChat messages. I felt embarrassed to be caught, so I kept urging you to hang up."
Hearing this, Zhou Pingchuan finally couldn't help but laugh.
Actually, he hadn't thought about Zhou Ting. He didn't mind Zhou Ting, nor did he mind if he was Xia Mian's first boyfriend. As long as he was the last one, that was enough.
No one in the world is more deserving of summer hibernation than him.
I said that just now to tease the little girl. Who knew Xia Mian was so easily teased, revealing all her secrets in just a few words.
Instead, it made him soften his heart.
Zhou Pingchuan sighed: "After seeing your message this afternoon, I have to admit that I have a big shortcoming. Because I am used to efficient communication, I am not sensitive enough and cannot perceive your emotions in time. I hope you can understand me, and I will learn and improve as soon as possible."
Xia Mian had seen and remembered how much Zhou Pingchuan had changed in the past few days.
People who haven't met Zhou Pingchuan often think he's cold and heartless, but only he knows how good Zhou Pingchuan is: "Relationships aren't a one-person affair. I also have my problems; I always like to have some complicated little schemes. I need to work on correcting that."
"No need, just be yourself. I'm not so incompetent that you have to adapt to me."
"Anyway, I'm going to change. Let's take the first step today," Xia Mian said shyly. "I'm so happy that you called me. I like hearing your voice before I go to sleep. Please call me more often."
"It seems you like listening to my voice more than just before you go to sleep..." Zhou Pingchuan whispered something. Because his ear was so close to the microphone and the environment under the covers was so private, Xia Mian felt like she was on fire, her face flushed and her heart pounding.
"When you come back, I'll let you hear it all at once," Zhou Pingchuan said. "Remember not to shout too loudly, or you'll lose face if the servants find out."
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