Everything was normal; the world hadn't turned upside down.
Stretching out a hand, she pinched her own thigh hard—pain shot through her, confirming this was not a dream.
Mo Ran waited for a while but didn't hear his voice, so she tentatively called out twice.
Gu Yixuan suddenly coughed and asked in a serious tone, "What are you doing?"
"Nothing."
"Have you eaten?"
"Yeah."
He had wanted to ask her out to eat together...
"What have you been busy with recently? Why haven't you been answering the phone?" He still wanted to know about that.
"Haven't been busy with anything, just didn't feel like answering the phone," Mo Ran said indifferently. There was no need for him to know about her issues with Tang Song.
Gu Yixuan slightly curled his lips, his voice carrying a hint of amusement, "Is it because Tang Song hasn't had time to be with you lately, so you're in a bad mood and don't want to answer my calls?"
