When Ling Jue received Feng Yulin's message, Tang Yuan did not come back, and Mu Chen did not come over either.
Lu Yilie was nowhere to be found. Le Mengmeng was the only one who came back. She hid far away from Ling Jue and glared at her from time to time.
Ling Jue could not help but smile. She picked up her phone and read the message. The smile on her face disappeared.
There were two messages in total.
[Ling Jue, I did not mean anything by it just now. I just wanted to help you openly. If you mind our father-son relationship, we can start as brothers first.]
[Ling Jue, I was just trying to be nice to you. I used inappropriate methods. Just ignore what I said just now. If you're unhappy, you can stab me twice the next time you see me.]
Ling Jue smiled. His words sounded like she was being unreasonable. She only replied with one word.
[Hehe.]
The other person immediately replied. [Are you really angry? I brought my own dagger.]
Ling Jue thought of his recent abnormal behavior and frowned. [Feng Yulin, have you ever thought that you're actually sick?]
[Yes, I didn't know I'd be lovesick for the rest of my life, but now I'm lovesick.]
Ling Jue replied almost instantly. She did not know what to say to this kind of person.
She could not be bothered to reply. Why was Feng Yulin a little sick lately?
He looked like a little girl in front of her, and he even knew how to pretend to be pitiful.
Where was the Feng Yulin who fought with her the moment they met?
She clearly said that she would find the letter for him, so he had nothing to do with her anymore. The bridge would return to the bridge, and the road would return to the road.
Now that she was entangled with him, she felt a little conflicted. She did not know how to communicate with that man normally.
Buzz, buzz, buzz!
Her phone vibrated twice, and two words came from the other side: [Ling Jue...]
For some reason, she remembered how he had called her name pitifully in the car that night.
Ling Jue sighed and typed a few words: [Are your injuries better?]
Feng Yulin put down his dagger and threw his apple aside. He quickly replied, [No, my chest hurts.]
Ling Jue frowned. Was it that serious? [Then rest well. Stop playing with your phone.]
[Are you concerned about me? I'm so touched. When are you coming to visit me?]
Ling Jue's mouth twitched when she saw the message. She could almost imagine how pitiful the person on the other end was.
Was this really Feng Yulin?
Was he switched?!
"I've missed you ten times and a hundred times..."
Perhaps it was because texting did not quench his thirst, the person on the other end immediately dialed the number.
Ling Jue looked at the field. She had not started training yet, so she picked up the phone. However, her tone was not the same as when she was texting. She was still angry when she hung up the phone.
She asked calmly, "What's the matter?"
Feng Yulin's magnetic voice came from the other end. "Yes, Ling Jue. I want to do business with you."
Ling Jue suddenly became interested. "Tell me about it."
"Come over on the weekend and help me buy something. You can name the price."
Ling Jue frowned. "What is it?"
"A tie."
"Is it used to strangle you?" Ling Jue teased.
The voice on the other end was a lot more defeated. Then, he said, "No, I have a party on the weekend. I have to attend it. Can you come with me then?"
"No, I have to train on the weekend." Ling Jue shrugged. It was not her fault. That was the school's rule.
"Don't think that I don't know that your class will win the basketball game. You can take two days off."
"How do you know so much?" Ling Jue raised an eyebrow. Was that true? How did she not know?