Translator: Paperplane Editor: Caron_

  The familiar voice made Ji Yi’s heart suddenly shudder, causing her phone to almost fall to the floor.

  She stared at the flashing phone screen like an illusion had appeared. All of a sudden, she forgot to speak.

  He Jichen waited a while, but seeing as Ji Yi still hadn’t made a sound, he repeated, “Xiao Yi?”


  Ji Yi shuddered from He Jichen’s voice then she instinctively blurted out, “At……”


  She made the call without knowing, so she hadn’t planned what she was going to say to him. She replied with just one word then stopped.

  “What’s wrong?” probed He Jichen again, seeing as Ji Yi didn’t say anything. After waiting just a few short seconds, his voice came out from the phone again. “Why aren’t you saying anything?”


  “No……” This time, Ji Yi didn’t pause for too long. She quickly said something but stopped again after just one syllable.

  Perhaps it was because she’d been crying far too heavily that her nose couldn’t help but quietly sniff.

  Even though it was very soft, He Jichen caught on. He didn’t wait for her to continue speaking and quickly said, “Did something happen?”


  His voice sounded pleasant and elegant, but there was a hidden worry that Ji Yi was far too familiar with. Ji Yi felt her tears suddenly falling again.

  Though they were a phone call apart, she still hurriedly lifted her hand to wipe her tears, but as she did so, more and more tears fell. Soon enough, her palm was drenched.

  “Xiao Yi?” He Jichen’s voice worriedly cried her name again.

  Ji Yi heard those two words and cried even more loudly. She couldn’t hold it in as the sound of a sob suddenly escaped.

  She was afraid to cry aloud, so in a split-second, she quickly covered her mouth and swiftly ended the call.

  She buried her face in her palms and cried with her shoulders shuddering for quite some time. After the weight on her mind subsided, she reached out and grabbed a bottle of beer.

  Just as she removed the lid and took a gulp, a knock came at her hotel room door.

  Ji Yi glanced at the time on the hotel clock. It was almost eleven in the evening. Is Zhuang Yi looking for me?

  With that thought, another knock came at the door.

  Ji Yi hurriedly put the beer down, got up and ran to the door.

  Before she opened the door, she didn’t forget to run into the bathroom and splash water over her face to wash off the tear stains.

  She randomly pulled out two pieces of tissue and wiped her face and hands while walking over to the door. Just as she pulled the door open without seeing who was on the other side of the door, another knock came. However, it was just two knocks. The person knocking at the door probably didn’t notice that the door was open. The person stopped knocking then a voice was heard. “Xiao Yi.”


  The blood in Ji Yi’s body suddenly stopped running.

  She sluggishly raised her head for a few seconds then stared at the person outside.

  He Jichen, who she just hung up on, was now standing right in front of her.

  He didn’t seem to realize that she was in a trance as he took a step towards her. “What the hell is wrong?”


  After he asked, he smelled the scent of alcohol and furrowed his brows. Then he said, “Have you been drinking?”


  As he said this, he raised his head and looked into her eyes, scanning her up and down.

  The strands of hair by her temple were wet. She must’ve washed her face before opening the door.