"Speaking," Lu Chiyan said. "Who is this?"
"Hello, Mr. Lu. This is He'an Hospital. Your friend, Mr. Duan Linfeng, is currently having his stomach pumped at our hospital. He left us your phone number. Could you come to the hospital now?"
Lu Chiyan: "???"
"Sorry, what was your previous question again?" Lu Chiyan asked.
The person on the other end clearly paused, not quite understanding what Lu Chiyan meant, but still answered, "May I ask if this is Mr. Lu Chiyan?"
"No, it isn't." Without pausing for even a second after saying that, Lu Chiyan decisively hung up.
But soon, the call came through again.
Speechless, Lu Chiyan answered again and heard the woman on the other end say in an aggrieved voice, "But the patient really did leave your number. Are you really not Mr. Lu Chiyan?"
Lu Chiyan: "..."
"Is he dead?" Lu Chiyan asked.
"Huh?" The woman on the other end froze again. "N-no, he's..."
Before she could finish, Lu Chiyan said, "Then call me when he's dead. This is a funeral home. All I handle is his funeral."
The woman: "???"
After hanging up, Lu Chiyan muttered, "Fucking nutjob," then walked to the bar, opened the fridge, and took out a bottle of mineral water.
After he took a sip, his phone dinged.
Another text had come in.
Lu Chiyan opened it and found himself wanting to roll his eyes hard all over again.
[186XXXXXXXX: Lu Chiyan, do you know Linfeng drank himself into the hospital because of you? He's having his stomach pumped right now. The doctor said alcohol poisoning from drinking too much can be very dangerous. He's suffering so much over you that he's practically dying. How can you be so heartless that you won't even come to the hospital to see him, and even curse him to die?! Lu Chiyan, do you even have a heart?]
Lu Chiyan: "..."
The phone number was different, but he could tell at a glance that Xie Yi'an had sent it.
The text actually made Lu Chiyan laugh.
Just how brain-dead did someone have to be to write an essay like this?
Suffering so much over him, no less?!
Duan Linfeng had been perfectly happy keeping a side piece while they were together!
Now that his side piece had been exposed and his persona had fallen apart, he was suffering?
That was Jiang Zhinian's fault. What the hell did it have to do with him?
Lu Chiyan now felt that Duan Linfeng wasn't his ex-boyfriend, but his criminal record.
Having that criminal record was probably the most embarrassing thing in his life.
And... did he really think he was the male lead of an angst novel?
Drinking until he needed his stomach pumped at the hospital... If his brain had been even a little more fully developed, he wouldn't have done something so brain-dead...
Lu Chiyan had no interest whatsoever in replying and blocked this number too.
"I want a new phone," Lu Chiyan said, walking over to Qin Sili.
Qin Sili asked, "Is your phone broken?"
"No, I misspoke. I want a new phone number," Lu Chiyan said.
"Why?" Qin Sili frowned slightly, puzzled.
"Too many harassing calls." Lu Chiyan took Qin Sili by the arm and started heading out. "Come on. I want to change it right now."
Qin Sili: "???"
"You're going out like that?" When they reached the door, Qin Sili pulled Lu Chiyan to a stop.
"Oh, right, haha." Lu Chiyan laughed awkwardly. "I'll change first."
After they got the new phone number, Qin Sili also bought Lu Chiyan a new phone. "Your phone got soaked. You might as well replace it."
"You're the best, big brother!" Lu Chiyan happily held his new phone, as delighted as a child wearing new clothes for the New Year.
After putting in the SIM card, the very first thing Lu Chiyan did was save Qin Sili's phone number.
Contact name: My dearest, dearest, dearest, dearest big brother
Once he had saved it, Lu Chiyan called Qin Sili. "Okay, this is my new number. Make sure you save it too."
Then he craned his neck and leaned over to watch Qin Sili enter his contact name.