After a good sleep, Wen Yanyu felt refreshed. He saw the note on the lamp and was about to step out for some air, but the moment he opened the door, he met three pairs of eyes head-on.
Shen Huainan: Σ(ŎдŎ|||)ﾉﾉ!!!
Wan Haihui: (*ﾟﾛﾟ)!!!
Gu Fengyao: (ﾟ⊿ﾟ)ﾂ???
Wen Yanyu: ૮₍˶•_•˶₎ა???!
All four froze.
Wan Haihui recovered first and immediately stood to greet him. "Yanyu, long time no see."
Wen Yanyu came to his senses too and greeted each of them.
The four of them sat on the sofa in a strangely silent atmosphere.
Over a year ago, he had been introduced to them as Fu Hanchuan's friend, so although he had no private contact with the three, they were reasonably familiar.
But familiar was all they were.
Later, things between him and Fu Hanchuan had turned so ugly that these three, as Fu Hanchuan's longtime friends, couldn't possibly have been unaware.
Now, an inexplicable awkwardness welled up inside him.
Wen Yanyu hugged the plush puppy, swiping at his phone now and then to pretend he was busy.
No one in the room spoke for a while.
Once again, Wan Haihui broke the silence first. "How have you been feeling lately? Any better?"
Wen Yanyu looked up, unsure how to answer, and hesitated. "All right, I guess..."
The moment the words left his mouth,
all three gazes swept over his almost sickly pale face, then lightly passed over his absurdly thin wrists before they nodded noncommittally.
"Oh, I see..."
"Haha, that's good, then."
"Haha..."
The three laughed awkwardly.
Wen Yanyu rubbed his nose and laughed along a couple of times. The moment he finished, his social anxiety and terminal awkwardness kicked in.
Suddenly, he regretted waking up. Why had he gotten out of bed after waking up? Why had he come