"You could offer Little Deer a new approach."
"She'd be happy."
Zhao Luzheng spoke with conviction.
"Would she really be happy?"
Zhuge Yun was still hesitating.
"Would she think I'm superstitious?"
Zhang Bo rolled his eyes.
"If you have something to say, say it."
"If not, forget it."
"Why are you being so wishy-washy?"
Zhuge Yun: ...
Well, he did feel a little like he'd been snapped out of it.
That was right.
Why make trouble for himself?
He was just trying to help.
If Little Deer listened, fine.
If not, so be it.
At least saying it would put his mind at ease.
That was all that mattered.
"Okay."
Zhuge Yun took out his phone.
"I'll tell her, then."
"It'll show that I care."
Zhuge Yun put his phone away a moment later.
Zhang Bo was surprised.
"That was quick."
"It only took a few words. How long could it take?"
Zhuge Yun pursed his lips.
It wasn't like he was confessing his feelings.
Did he really need to spend ages agonizing over the wording and choosing every word with care?
"Now all I can do is wait and see when Little Deer replies..."
Zhuge Yun murmured.
Little Deer's reply came much later than Zhuge Yun had expected.
So late that Zhuge Yun began to feel a little uneasy.
Did Little Deer think his suggestion was too ridiculous?
Was she angry?
Otherwise, it had been almost a whole day. Why hadn't she replied?
Zhao Luzheng tried to reassure Zhuge Yun.
Zhang Bo, who had started out gloating and making sarcastic remarks, also switched to offering somewhat stiff reassurance.
Xiao Xiao, however, was certain that Little Deer simply hadn't seen Zhuge Yun's message yet.
It wasn't that she didn't want