After cleaning his room, Ji Ting took a shower. When he came out, he heard his phone buzzing on the coffee table.
"Hello."
"Dude, why weren't you answering? Are you trying to worry me to death?"
Hearing Zhang Xu's anxious tone, Ji Ting asked, "I was in the shower. What happened?"
"What happened? Your brother found out we aren't together, and now he's absolutely furious!"
Ji Ting's brow twitched slightly. "How did he find out?"
"Uh..." Guilt washed over Zhang Xu, and he simply dodged the question. "Never mind how he found out. Hurry up and go admit you were wrong. In my experience, as long as you grovel fast enough, your brother probably won't beat you up over the New Year."
Ji Ting fell silent for a moment. "Ji Yanzhi wouldn't hit me."
"You don't have to put on a brave face with me. All right, buddy, I get it. Just hurry."
With that, Zhang Xu hung up with a beep.
Ji Ting lowered the phone from his ear and checked his call history. Zhang Xu had called eight times, interspersed with two calls from Lin Qing and one from an unfamiliar number.
There wasn't a single call from Ji Yanzhi.
Ji Ting lightly pressed his lips together, unsure whether the Tasmanian Devil was too angry to call or simply no longer wanted to bother with him.
Either way, lying was wrong. He owed him an apology.
He dialed Ji Yanzhi's number. It rang for about half a minute before the call was answered.
"Hello."
Ji Yanzhi's voice was as cold as ever, and Ji Ting couldn't discern any emotion in it. "Hello, it's me."
"Your name came up on the screen. I'm not blind."
Ji Ting was silent for a moment. "You're angry, aren't you?"
Ji Yanzhi gave