Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
She missed him so, so much.
When Lu Yichen was in China, she hadnât felt this way. Even when he went to America, she also hadnât felt this way.
Han Qiqing didnât know what was wrong with her. Her eyes were watery upon hearing his voice, her heart filled with complex feelings.
âXiaoxiao?â Lu Yichen said again. There was a little worry in his tone.
Han Qiqing was silent.
After a few seconds of silence, she finally said, âIâm not Xiaoxiao. Itâs meâ¦â
Lu Yichen said, âQiqing, itâs you?ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
âYeah.â Should she be happy that he could recognize her voice?
She explained tepidly, âXiaoxiaoâs cell phone is with me. I thought that you might be in a hurry to reach her, so I answered the call for her. Is⦠there something youâre calling Xiaoxiao for?â
âIs she not near you?â
Hearing that, Han Qiqing was stunned. He really only wanted to speak with Xiaoxiao?
Han Qiqing glanced at the door. She didnât know if Xiaoxiao had gone back with Yin Shaojie, so she said, âShe isnât here at the moment. She went out. If you⦠Well. Why donât I inform you when sheâs back so that you can call her again.â
Initially, she wanted to ask him if there was something urgent he wanted to tell Xiaoxiao, so that she could deliver the message to her. But on second thought, Lu Yichen might not have only wanted to talk to Xiaoxiao personally, so she swallowed her words and didnât come out with it.
Just then, Lu Yichenâs calm voice was heard over the cell phone. âActually, itâll be no different if I asked you.â
Just upon hearing that, Han Qiqingâs heart skipped a beat.
It would be no different if he were to ask her?
Could she fantasize just for one moment that she and Xiaoxiao had equal standing in his heart?
Han Qiqing immediately gripped the cell phone anxiously. âUm⦠you can ask away. What do you want to ask?â
Lu Yichen paused for a moment before saying, âI heard⦠that Xiaoxiao lost her memory. Is this true? How is she? How did she suddenly lose her memory? Did something happen to her?â
Even a dense person could tell how worried he was from the flurry of questions.
Han Qiqingâs spirit fell.
âHow⦠did you come to know about it?â
She tried to present herself normally as if answering a friendâs question.
But⦠her acting was quite pathetic.
At that moment, she could only taste bitterness in her mouth, more bitter than the Chinese medicine she had been fed as a child.
The cell phone was silent for a few seconds. Perhaps Lu Yichen had noticed her mood.
Within those few seconds, Han Qiqingâs heart felt like it were suspended as if she were afraid that he would notice how she felt toward him.
She tried to find a topic to divert his attention.
But Lu Yichen said, âActually, I know a friend in the Student Union. He was the one who told me about it. Qiqing, can you tell me? What happened to Xiaoxiao? How could she have lost her memory? Was she hurt in the head? Is it serious?â
He asked the important questions so quickly that she didnât know how to answer him.
She paused for a few seconds before hearing Lu Yichen urging her over the cell phone. âQiqing, please tell me, okay? I want to know about Xiaoxiaoâs situation.â
âAre you very worried about her?â Han Qiqing asked. Her eyes were gloomy, and her smile looked odd because it was too forced.