Ling Chuxia was stunned for several seconds before she came to her senses. She opened her mouth, seemingly wanting to say something, but in the end, she said nothing. Her finger moved and pressed the end call button; the phone screen immediately displayed that the call had ended.
Ling Chuxia stared at her phone screen without moving until the screen automatically locked and turned black. It was then she realized she didn’t know when she had started gripping her cellphone so tightly, as if she wanted to crush it.
Shi Che had another woman outside, and she knew it. After all, she had seen it not only in headlines of newspapers and magazines but also with her own eyes.
Back then, not a ripple stirred in her heart; she didn’t even blink as she quietly turned around and left.
But now, when she heard that woman’s voice on the other end of the phone, her entire heart felt as if it had been harshly struck, causing her slight pain.
Ling Chuxia subconsciously touched her chest, unable to understand the origin of this pain. She took a deep breath, suppressed the strange emotion, put down her phone, and stood up, intending to go to the kitchen to pour herself a glass of water. But perhaps because she got up too hastily and wasn’t watching her step, her foot collided harshly with the coffee table. The sharp corner of the table jabbed into her knee, the pain was so intense she almost blacked out.
She crouched down, holding her knee, where a piece of skin had quickly broken open and trickles of blood seeped out. The pain caused a moistness to gather at the corners of Ling Chuxia’s eyes.
She thought, she didn’t know what had gotten into her lately, becoming so sentimentally foolish. There used to be someone who cared about her whims, but now, she was alone — why was she still being so foolish?
Ling Chuxia raised her hand and fiercely wiped away the tears from the corner of her eyes. She looked up at the clock on the wall; it was nearly eleven o’clock, quite late. Shi Che was with that woman, he wouldn’t want her to disturb him.
Moreover... the courage she had mustered had also vanished entirely upon hearing that woman’s voice. She didn’t want to call again. For tomorrow’s class reunion, she would have to rely on herself.
The moment the familiar cellphone ringtone, almost etched into his heart, rang out, Shi Che was momentarily stunned. It was a special ringtone he had set only for Ling Chuxia’s calls, unique to her.
However, it had been such a long time since that ringtone had last sounded, so long he thought it would never ring again in his lifetime.
But unexpectedly, the ringtone sounded so suddenly that it caught Shi Che off-guard; while he was still in a daze, Zheng Rourou by his side had already picked up the phone and answered it.