Chapter 265 - 111 Rack one’s brain to save the dying and heal the wounded_8
She lifted her eyes to gaze at the full moon, wondering, "Are you also looking up at the moon right now..."
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"Miss." Cuicui walked in, carrying a tray.
Yun Ya’s gaze fell on the porcelain bowl and her smile deepened a bit.
"Leave it, I’ll drink it later."
Cuicui, who noticed the empty bowl in the morning and confirmed that Yun Ya had drunk from it, didn’t say anything this time. She placed the bowl down and turned to leave.
Yun Ya stood up, walked to the bathroom with the bowl in hand, and poured the contents into the toilet.
Yun Shu, you want to remove me secretly and without a trace; you’ve really outdone yourself. Unfortunately, I am no longer the Ji Yunya that you can bully at will.
You want me to get addicted to poison, to live in agony? Then how can I disappoint your kindness? If the drugs are so good, how could you miss out?
Holding the empty bowl, she returned. The cellphone on the nightstand beeped, and Yun Ya picked it up to see a message, curving her lips into a smile.
It was an aggrieved little person, both cute and adorable.
[Brother Yan, what are you doing]
[Thinking of you]
The simple and direct two words made Yun Ya’s heart skip a beat, sour yet sweet.
[Me too]
Looking at the three words on the screen, Yan Song’s hand clenched the phone tighter; his long leg bent slightly under the light, his side profile was stunning and captivating.
Just then, Yan Ke’s voice sounded from outside the door, "Mom wants you to come to the study."
Zhuang Xiyue and Yan Nanmo had returned from the Capital City in the afternoon, knowing that Yun Ya had already returned to the Yun Family, they were a bit worried but said nothing more.
Yan Song put down his phone, got up, opened the door, and walked out.
When there was no message for a long time, Yun Ya thought her own words might have been too revealing, frightening Brother Yan, and she lay on her bed feeling a bit dejected, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.
She got up and video called Weiwei for a while. By this time, it was almost ten o’clock. Yun Ya shut down her computer, read a book for a while, and then drifted off to sleep.
She was awakened by the ringing of her phone, not even bothering to check the caller ID, she groggily pressed the answer button and put it to her ear.
"Hello...?"
Silence.
Yun Ya shook her head, glanced at the caller ID—Brother Yan?
"Brother Yan, why aren’t you speaking?"
"Ji Yunya." The boy’s somber voice came through the phone, cold and firm yet inexplicably, it softened Yun Ya’s heart.
"Mm." She responded softly and gently, her voice still carrying a hint of sleepiness, endearingly sweet.
Yan Song almost could visualize her current appearance and couldn’t help but curve his lips into a smile.
The tall boy stood in front of the window, looking out into the deep night, but his eyes were deeper and colder than the night itself...
"It’s nothing, I just wanted to hear your voice."
"You just fell asleep, didn’t you? You didn’t reply to my message, and here I thought you were ignoring me." The girl’s voice was sweet with a hint of coquetry, like a fragrant breeze that intoxicated the heart.
Yan Song squinted slightly, his pinky finger gently rubbing the cold back of his phone, imagining it was her face...
"A bit busy."
"Oh." Yun Ya puckered her lips slightly.
Without any inclination to sleep, neither spoke, simply listening to each other’s breathing and finding it beautiful.
After a while, Yan Song spoke softly, "Go back to sleep, I’m going to sleep too."
"Goodnight, Brother Yan."
After hanging up the phone, Yan Song gently massaged his temples with two fingers, his thoughts on his father’s words from earlier, feeling a bit irritable.
Wasn’t this what he had always been pursuing? Why now, when the day arrived, did he feel the urge to retreat?
He couldn’t bear to.
Couldn’t bear to leave whom?
"Let’s talk about it after the college entrance exams; I’m not mentally prepared yet," he answered his father.
He was not ready to leave.
That night, he didn’t sleep at all.