"Hello? Speak up. Are you still there?"
There was a faint singing in the background, but she wasn't there.
"Ya, are you still crying? Don't cry anymore, okay?" Zheng Xiyuan shouted again, heard no reply from Wang Xueya, hung up the phone, and dialed Chi Yue.
…
Chi Yue saw the incoming call just as she reached the door.
She frowned and decisively hung up, pushing the door open to enter.
It's a total mess, ugh!
She looked at Wang Xueya's drooping head and gently patted her back.
"Let's go, we'll go back and cry."
Wang Xueya had cried for long enough that her tears were almost dried up.
Hearing this, her parched tear ducts once again burst with tears.
She turned and hugged Chi Yue, "Moonlight, am I… am I just too pathetic?"
"No, no," Chi Yue staggered from the impact, barely steadying herself, "This is a normal reaction. It takes time to detach oneself from feelings… Let's take it slow, okay?"
"Wuu... I'm so pathetic, I let my mom down."
