Yun Qiqi also slept very late tonight. She closed her eyes and thought about the things that had happened over the past few days.
She felt very unhappy.
It was hard to find new friends, only to realize they treated her well because they mistook her for someone else.
She lay on the bed expressionless for more than half an hour before she gradually fell asleep.
Even in her sleep, her tension and vigilance did not relax. This had become a habit developed over the years.
When the phone rang in the middle of the night, she opened her eyes in alertness, her dark pupils carrying a chilling coldness and dead silence.
Her eyes slowly moved to the phone carelessly thrown on the bed, only to realize it was just a ringtone.
The darkness faded from her eyes, and a young girl’s white, tender hand reached out from the quilt, picking up a phone with an unfamiliar number faintly displayed.
Her barely awakened brain was still somewhat sluggish, so before she could think, she instinctively answered the call.
"Hello?"
She opened her mouth and uttered a single syllable, her voice soft and gentle, like cotton candy, without any aggression.
Listening to this voice familiar to the bone.
Yan Yan’s throat tightened, his phoenix eyes turned a deep red, filled with uncontrollable surging longing and emotion.
After a few seconds, he finally spoke in a hoarse voice, "Little Gua..."
The man’s voice was extremely pleasant, perhaps still carrying a hint of huskiness and laziness from just waking up, magnetically low and deeply captivating.
Hearing those two familiar words, Yun Qiqi was momentarily dazed, but quickly snapped back to reality.
Her face slightly changed, and almost immediately, she wanted to hang up the phone.
However, Yan Yan, as if anticipating her reaction, spoke in a low voice, "Don’t hang up, alright?" His tone carried a hint of plea.
Yun Qiqi’s hand paused.
The next second, his voice came again, "I just... suddenly missed you."
Even though he was restraining himself, his voice still carried an unconscious tremble, the uncontrollable emotion spilling from it.
In the silent night, transmitted through the phone’s receiver, it was especially evident.
Yun Qiqi’s eyelashes gently trembled, her dark eyes glimmering with an unclear light in the darkness.
She pressed her lips, hesitating for a few seconds, and the pale fingertip hovering over the disconnect button ultimately did not press down.
She put it back to her ear and asked, "What do you want?"
Her soft yet cold voice made Yan Yan pause slightly, and he replied in a low voice, "Nothing, you continue to sleep."
Yun Qiqi did not want to deal with him at all.
Upon hearing this, she pursed her little lips, said no more, and put the phone aside, closing her eyes again.
The phone remained in a call state.
Yan Yan soon heard the breathing from the other side, light and soft, like a little milk cat.
His gaze instantly softened, and his restless and battered heart became calm and tender as a result.
His dark eyes were filled with warmth and compassion.
He did not speak again, even unconsciously lightening his breathing, afraid of disturbing her.
Yun Qiqi was very displeased about being disturbed from her sleep by a midnight phone call.
So at the moment, she closed her eyes, intending to ignore and not respond, continuing to sleep.
However, in her ears, the man’s breathing continued to reach her, as if he were lying right beside her.