Voice Connected, Hearing His Voice

The video call took over the screen.

The muted phone remained completely silent.

As he waited for it to be answered, the camera switched on unilaterally, and Qin Wei's handsome, refined features appeared on the screen.

His distinguished brows and eyes were cold as frost.

His gaze was filled with chill.

Several seconds passed, but the video still wasn't answered.

Qin Wei lifted his eyes toward the innermost stall, his sharp gaze seeming capable of piercing through the partition and seeing the person inside.

The stall was utterly quiet.

The video call still wasn't answered.

Suppressing his frustration, Qin Wei headed toward the stall.

One step, two steps, three steps.

The distance grew shorter and shorter.

Just as he came within a meter of the stall.

Si Di suddenly cleared his throat inside.

Qin Wei's palm suddenly vibrated.

Little Si Invincible had answered with voice, ending the video. The phone was now on the voice-call screen.

At the same time.

From the other side of the partition came a deliberately lowered yet still clear young man's voice.

"Hello."

There was a hint of probing in it, and he sounded careful.

It overlapped perfectly with the nearly inaudible voice coming from the phone's receiver!

At that moment, Qin Wei felt as though his heart had died. The light in his eyes abruptly dimmed.

He took a deep breath, then let it out in restraint.

His brows were tightly furrowed as he stared at the stall door right before him, irritation filling his narrow eyes.

"V, why aren't you saying anything?"

Si Di's clear voice was like a mountain stream, but to Qin Wei's ears right now, it was like a blade cutting viciously into his heart.

Ridiculous.

It was utterly ridiculous.

After calling him baby for so long, he had never expected him to be the sworn enemy who had opposed him for years!

Without hesitation, Qin Wei ended the voice call and strode away with a cold air about him.

As he walked, he opened Little Si Invincible's profile picture.

It was a creamy white kitten basking in the sun, soft and adorable.

Qin Wei deliberately didn't look at it and tapped the three dots in the upper-right corner.

[Delete Contact.]

[Delete contact "Little Si Invincible" and also delete the chat history with this contact.]

Qin Wei hesitated for two seconds.

Confirm.

The screen changed, returning to the main WeChat interface.

Clenching his phone, Qin Wei strode back to the third floor.

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Meanwhile.

Si Di sat in the bathroom, utterly baffled.

Looking at the voice call that had suddenly ended, his big eyes were full of huge confusion.

He couldn't help sending a question mark.

The next second, a red exclamation mark popped up on the screen.

[V has enabled friend verification. You are not yet his friend. Please send a friend verification request first. You can chat only after the other party approves it.]

Si Di blinked, his clear and innocent deer-like eyes fixed tightly on the red exclamation mark on the screen.

He couldn't believe it.

He stared at it for a long while, then let out a speechless huff.

Fuck.

What the hell?

V had actually deleted him?

They had known each other for more than three years and dated for over four months, yet without any reason, without saying a word, V had ruthlessly deleted him!?

Even though they had never met, Si Di had never considered V unreal.

He had devoted himself wholeheartedly to this relationship.

And now he had been deleted for no reason at all?

It felt like a merciless slap across the face. The person who had slapped him gave no explanation and simply came up and slapped him without another word.

He was baffled—and even angrier!

Si Di breathed harder and harder. As if in mockery, he extended a finger and jabbed hard at [Send Verification Request] on the screen.

[Little Si Invincible: ???]

[❗]

[Little Si Invincible: Fuck, what do you mean by this!]

[❗]

[Little Si Invincible: If you were going to delete me, you could at least give me a reason, right?]

[❗]

[Little Si Invincible: Was my voice that awful or something? What gave you the right to delete me without saying a word? What did I do wrong, or how did I offend you? Could you at least explain before deleting me?]

[❗]

Si Di was so furious he nearly crushed his phone.

After knowing each other for so long, he did not even get a reason. So all his devotion had gone to the dogs!

Damn it!

Damn it, damn it!

Damn it times n to the nth power!

Every vein in Si Di's body seemed to surge backward as blood rushed to his head. He panted twice, then repeatedly tapped the verification request several times.

The Pineapple Phone's screen had already been cracked when it came into his hands.

After being jabbed so hard a few times, a section in the bottom-right corner went completely black.

Si Di refused to let it go and was about to keep tapping when he heard the dormitory loudspeaker blaring from afar.

"Huo Xiao! Si Di! Huo Xiao! Si Di!"

"Huo Xiao from Chatterbox Entertainment and Si Di from Plump and Sturdy Entertainment Company, please report to the second floor of the recording building immediately for individual short interview recording."

"Please come at once if you hear this! Please come at once if you hear this!"

Si Di sat on the toilet lid.

Endure.

V might be acting like an asshole, but he still had to keep being human.

Life went on. A breakup was minor; unemployment was major.

Not dating was fine, but if he didn't work, Wu Biao and he would both be drinking the northwest wind.

Si Di forcibly swallowed his anger, turned off his phone, put it back into the sealed bag, and tossed it into the water tank again.

He put the lid back on.

He took a deep breath.

Si Di tried hard to adjust his expression before pushing open the stall door and walking out.

The recording building and the dormitory building were not far apart, but it would still take more than ten minutes to walk there.

Winter nights came early in the north.

It had still been light when he came back, but when he went out again, the sky had already darkened considerably.

The temperature was even lower than during the day.

Si Di wasn't wearing a coat, and with his bad mood on top of that, the moment he stepped outside, the cold wind chilled him to the bone. He pulled his clothes tighter and was about to run over.

When he looked up, someone was standing beneath the steps.

Huo Xiao wore a long black down jacket and stood motionless with his back to the entrance.

Taking two steps at a time, Si Di came down to his side and asked, "Waiting for me?"

"Yeah."

Huo Xiao's naturally arrogant gaze fell on him. "Why aren't you wearing a coat? Aren't you cold?"

The temperature was almost below zero.

How could he not be cold?

Si Di rubbed his hands and pulled Huo Xiao along as he said, "I forgot. Forget about the coat. Let's get to the short interview first."

Huo Xiao said nothing, merely reaching out to touch the back of his hand.

Sure enough.

His little hand was ice-cold.

Huo Xiao had long noticed that he was sensitive to the cold.

The dorm had heating. Everyone else slept under only a thin blanket, but Si Di always wrapped himself tightly in his quilt.

"Men have three fires in their bodies, so they aren't afraid of the cold. Si Di, where did your fires go?"

Though he said that, Huo Xiao took off his down jacket on his own initiative. With a sweep of his long arm, he wrapped it tightly around Si Di's shoulders.

The down jacket still carried Huo Xiao's warmth.

It was nice and warm.

The cold was instantly shut out, and warmth spread in from his shoulders and back.

"No, you wear it."

Si Di tried to return the jacket.

Before he could take it off, the front of it was suddenly tugged.

Huo Xiao took a quick step forward and stood directly in front of him. With both hands, he gathered the down jacket together, gave it a slight tug, and pulled it forward.

Si Di was dragged one small step closer.

The distance between them narrowed.

Huo Xiao was a few centimeters taller. Looking down at him, he said, "The three fires in me are burning strong, unlike yours. Yours are practically going out. Wear it when I tell you to."

After saying that, he curled his lips in a soft laugh.

A faint gentleness showed through his wild, unruly brows and eyes.

Like this, he resembled the domineering school bully protagonist from an innocent campus novel.

The kind who existed only in stories passed from mouth to mouth.

Everyone said he was fierce and ruthless.

Anyone who provoked him could get beaten until their head split open at any time.

But in reality, he also had friends he wanted to protect.

He also had someone he wanted to get closer to.