Yun Bilu's hands were trembling while dialing the number. She almost wanted to drop the call. However, her roommates were right. In the beginning, when she was pursuing Huang Yize, she hadn't been afraid of anything, so why was she chickening out now?
In reality, now that she had already won him over, she felt worried about losing him. Before, he didn't belong to her, so she didn't have anything to worry about.
"Hello?"
When the distinctly cold voice, which she hadn't heard in a long time, sounded from the other end of the phone, Yun Bilu's heart felt as though it had received a new lease in life. A surge of energy coursed through her as she stood up. Placing a foot on the bench, she put her other hand on her hip and asked, "Huang Yize, it's me. Yun Bilu." After speaking, she felt dispirited. She picked the petals of the flower by her side, at a loss of what to say next.
