After that, Ai Zhiyi tried to call Chu Weixu again, and unexpectedly, he picked up the call.
Ai Zhiyi didn't have to wait for Chu Weixu to say a word, he immediately asked, "Weixu, when are you coming home?"
Ai Zhiyi didn't hear Chu Weixu's voice other than the crowd in the place where he was.
"Um, I'll keep the dumplings for you so you can eat them when you get back," he said once again.
There was a long pause before Chu Weixu spoke, "I'm not coming home tonight."
Hearing that announcement, Ai Zhiyi instantly froze. Those words were like an arrow that was suddenly stuck in his chest. Of course, that wasn't the response he wanted.
However, Ai Zhiyi tried to remain patient. Responding to those words would only worsen the mood between them.
Ai Zhiyi took a deep breath, then said, "I'm sorry about earlier," silence for a while, he continued, "But, please, come back before ten o'clock. Let's talk about this carefully."
