After sighing in his room, Huang Zhetian got up, opened the door, and walked over to Misato. He bent down and whispered something in her ear, then placed a Voice Recorder in her hand and left.
Through tear-filled eyes, Misato looked at the Voice Recorder in her hand. She knew that what it contained was what Kaji truly wanted to tell her...
Misato pressed both hands tightly over her mouth, stifling her sobs as tears spilled again, falling onto the table one drop at a time.
The Voice Recorder Huang Zhetian had held contained Kaji's coded message for Misato. He had no idea what was in it...
But he and Kaji had agreed on one thing: neither of them would reveal the secret.
When Huang Zhetian reached the balcony, he saw that Asuka's bedroom door was tightly shut, as though she wanted to cut herself off from everything outside.
A shadow crept into the depths of Huang Zhetian's eyes, but he seemed to think of something, and it quickly vanished. All that remained was fearlessness.
Things have already come this far. What is there that I can't afford to give up?
My feelings for Asuka can wait until I've fixed the plot. Otherwise...
I only have one chance! I cannot fail! Absolutely not!
Without looking back, Huang Zhetian turned and was about to leave the apartment when Asuka's bedroom door opened.
Clunk-click.
"Zhetian, you idiot, could you come in and talk to me? I feel a little cooped up. I'm pretty bored." Asuka's voice no longer carried its usual arrogance. All that remained was a subdued tone with a faint trace of pleading.
Huang Zhetian closed his eyes helplessly and sighed. A moment later, he turned toward Asuka with a smile. "Sure..."
Inside the room, most of Asuka's belongings were