Before Xue Yi could react, Si Younian had already lowered his head.
His voice sounded heavily strained, as if he had suffered a great blow, "Sorry, Xiao Yi, I deleted your number... "
Xue Yi blinked, seemingly unsurprised, "Senior Brother, I know it wasn't you who deleted it, no need to mind."
"You—," Si Younian was at a loss for words, "you trust me that much?"
"Of course!"
Xue Yi suddenly laughed, his clear laughter echoing in the stairwell.
"Senior Brother, when I address you as 'Senior Brother,' it's not just to get on your good side... In my heart, 'Senior Brother' has always been 'Senior Brother,' not the Si Younian who's all the rage in the entertainment industry, but the spirited youth we knew back in the academy days."
The spirited youth?
Si Younian let out a bitter laugh, "Thank you for still remembering how I used to be... "
Xue Yi asked, "How have you been doing lately, Senior Brother?"
Si Younian was silent for a moment.
