Quietly leaving the room, she dialed Gu Yan Zhi’s number at the end of the corridor. One ring… Gu Yan Zhi didn’t answer. She tried again, still no answer. An inexplicable anger rose from her chest.
Finally, someone picked up: “Hello, who is this?” It was a strange, pleasant female voice.
Chu Yue was stunned, momentarily speechless. She silently hung up. This woman must be Song Yun Hua.
She smiled bitterly and gathered her spirits to return to the hospital room. Yun Lei was sleeping restlessly, her brow furrowed, tear tracks still visible. Chu Yue’s nose felt sore. She tucked in the blanket and went downstairs to buy a water bottle and towel.
When she returned upstairs with her purchases, her phone rang. It was Gu Yan Zhi. She hesitated but answered.
“Xiao Yue! Did you just call me?”
“His voice was as deep and pleasant as always, momentarily making Chu Yue’s thoughts drift.
“Yes, I called!” she paused, speaking softly.
“I was in a meeting,” Gu Yan Zhi hesitated, “My assistant answered the phone…”
Chu Yue inexplicably felt relieved, but spoke coldly, “You didn’t need to tell me that!”
Gu Yan Zhi was taken aback, sighing softly, “Xiao Yue, did you need something?”
“Of course!” she answered quickly and urgently, “I wouldn’t call you if there was nothing!”
Gu Yan Zhi was somewhat helpless, and after a while, carefully asked, “So, what is it?”
Chu Yue was silent for a moment before saying, “It’s about Lei Lei—”
“Lei Lei?” Gu Yan Zhi was surprised, “What’s wrong with Lei Lei?”
“I’m in Zhuhai now,” Chu Yue sighed, “It’s inconvenient to explain over the phone. If you have time, come to Zhuhai. Come see Lei Lei. She’s in the hospital and she’s… quite pitiful now…”
“Okay, I’ll arrange time immediately,” Gu Yan Zhi hung up quickly. Having no siblings, he always treated her like a sister. After breaking up with her boyfriend, she had been depressed, and Gu Yan Zhi had flown to Zhuhai to accompany and comfort her until she overcame her shadow.”
