"My period is late again this month, did you get yours?"
Ouyang Ping figured she was probably upset by the events in City A, so she changed the subject, lying on the sofa as she asked her.
Zhuo Jian: "..."
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By noon, Fu Yanye had finally gotten through to her on the phone and asked her, "So, what made you decide?"
"Don't make it difficult for my friend."
That's what Zhuo Jian said over the phone.
"Afraid I'll make it difficult for your friend? Isn't it all your fault?"
Fu Yanye countered her.
Zhuo Jian was in a bad mood because her period hadn't come, although she thought it must be due to the recent events, the tension, and the immense stress, she still couldn't help saying to him, "Why do you keep calling me? I still have classes to attend."
"And after class? Will you call me on your own initiative?"
The implication was that I might not call you, but you should call me of your own accord.
After thinking it over, Zhuo Jian still told him, "I won't."
