Chu Weixu felt so depressed; getting confused about to whom he should turn to for help. He had contacted his older sister; asking her about where Ai Zhiyi was now. But unfortunately, the woman couldn't help much other than giving him Ai Zhiyi's older brother number. Yet instead of dialing the number sooner, Chu Weixu pondered in a dilemma.
A problematic person like Chu Weixu surely needed to consider it again and again.
He became doubtful.
Of course, contacting one of Ai Zhiyi's family was like digging his own burial place; it certainly needed a bigger gut. Even Chu Weixu, who was known for having a shameless and unyielding disposition, seemed to lose himself when he had to face the choice. It was like he was asked to stab his own heart with a dagger as amusement to many pairs of eyes.
People might make fun of him as an arrogant coward, but it was more specifically his unbearable shyness, which made him look like a frightened kitten.
