soft-spoken [entertainment circle]

In a daze, the phone in Lan Weiqing's pocket buzzed and vibrated. She glanced at the caller ID and hung up without hesitation.

But the phone call came back quickly without giving up.

After repeating this several times, Lan Weiqing took a few steps back from You Yu, helped You Yu tidy up the messy skirt, and said, "Go back first."

You Yu opened his mouth slightly, and looked at Lan Weiqing with misty eyes.

"Good boy." Lan Weiqing said again.

"Why... what?" You Yu said, with an indescribable grievance stuck in his throat.

"Don't cross the line." After Lan Weiqing finished speaking, she rubbed her eyebrows and turned her back.

The lingering love just now was like a false dream, but You Yu couldn't say any more questioning words, and immediately chose to run away after answering.

Instead of going back to her room, she chose to walk to the end of the corridor.She opened the escape stair door, the window in the stairwell was open, and a gust of hot air came in.