"What are you looking for?" Cheng Queyi took the initiative the moment they met.
Yu Zhi, standing outside the door, carefully said, "Excuse me, do you know where Wang Wen is?"
Instead of answering, Cheng Queyi asked, "How did you find this place?"
Since Yu Zhi needed a favor, she could only answer honestly. "There's a boy around me who knows a lot of people. He helped me ask around and said he bought the information from a female student wearing glasses."
"Glasses?" Cheng Queyi thought for a moment. She did not dwell on it and instead asked in confusion, "If you want to find Wang Wen, just call him. Why come looking for me?"
"I..." Yu Zhi's gaze dimmed. "I don't have his number."
"Oh..."
"So you don't have your senior's phone number!"
Cheng Queyi secretly rejoiced.
Yet outwardly, she remained perfectly composed. "He's been very busy lately, and I don't know exactly where he is either. You know, there are a lot of people looking to cause him trouble right now. But if you have something to tell him, you can tell me. If I get a chance to see him, I can pass it on."
The more Yu Zhi heard, the more despondent she became.
In the end, she nodded and said to Cheng Queyi, "Thank you. I only wanted to tell him that The Academy is gone. My father arranged for me to transfer schools, so we may never meet again. I hope he takes care of himself and stays safe and healthy."
After saying that, Yu Zhi bowed her head in thanks before turning to leave.
Her desolate tone moved Cheng Queyi somewhat, and she could not help asking, "Do you like him?"
Yu Zhi, who was walking away, did not turn around. She merely