A person in Wuha: The whole internet is urging me to get back together with my ex!

The fluorescent light from the phone screen shone on Lu Han's reddened eyes.

ten seconds.

Twenty seconds.

The receiver was filled with a relentless dial tone, and he assumed it would automatically disconnect like it always had.

Click.

The call was connected.

The receiver carried the rustling sound of clothes rubbing together.

Then came a nasal female voice, clearly someone who had just been woken up.

"What's up?"

Cold and indifferent, these two short words are more chilling than ice water in December.

Lu Han gripped her phone tightly. Upon hearing that voice, a sudden pang of sadness shot through her chest, and the aftereffects of the alcohol rushed to her head.

He clenched his teeth, forcibly suppressing the tremor in his voice.

Why didn't you reply to my message?

He tried to keep his voice steady, but the hoarseness from being drunk instantly betrayed him.

There was a two-second silence on the other end.

"I don't want to reply to unnecessary messages."

Dilraba's voice had no inflection.

Lu Han slid down a little from the wall.

"Why wouldn't it be necessary?"

He got anxious, and his voice unconsciously rose.

"Did you see the statement on Weibo? I have already..."

"You've had too much to drink."

Dilraba interrupted him directly.

"Go to sleep if you've had too much to drink. I have a long night shoot to do tomorrow morning, I'm very busy."

Lu Han opened her mouth, her throat tightening.

"and."

The voice on the other end of the phone was cold.

Whether you issue a statement or not is your team's public relations strategy, it has nothing to do with me, and you don't need to come to me specifically to tell me.

That's a really cruel thing to say.

It was stabbed directly in the place where Lu Han was least prepared.

Four years have passed, and she still blames him for his inaction back then, and for going so far as to publicly announce his relationship with someone else just to spite her.

"I just want to talk to you."

Lu Han's voice softened completely, becoming humble.

"Just for a little while, is that okay?"

A long silence followed on the other end of the phone.

Lu Han didn't even dare to breathe too hard.

As long as the call hasn't ended, there's still hope!

A full ten seconds passed.

"What are you going to talk about?"

Reba's voice sounded tired.

"What's there to talk about?"

Lu Han suddenly straightened up.

Have the opportunity!

"Just... let's chat about what's been going on lately."

His brain was dulled by alcohol, and he stammered as he spoke.

"How have you been lately? Are you tired on set?"

A very soft, cold laugh came from the other end of the phone.

"I'm doing fine now."

Dilraba's speaking speed has increased.

"Alright, I don't want to chat with a drunkard in the middle of the night. I'm going to sleep. You should go to sleep too, since you've had too much to drink."

beep...

Hang up cleanly and decisively.

More than a thousand kilometers away.

A penthouse suite in a five-star hotel.

The room was pitch black, with only the humidifier on the bedside table emitting a fine white mist.

Dilraba, wearing a silk nightgown, leaned against the soft headboard.

She simply stopped sleeping.

From the moment the major trending search lists exploded in the morning and Weibo's servers crashed.

Lu Han's declaration of being single seemed to be an explanation to the public, but she knew better than anyone that it was written for her.

Four years ago, their ambiguous relationship ended without a trace. She had her pride, and he had his burdens. In the end, neither of them took that step, leaving behind a mess.

Now he suddenly comes out and issues some kind of single status declaration.

What does it count for?

Dilraba threw her phone on the blanket and irritably rubbed her long hair.

When she saw that familiar name light up on the screen, she even thought she was seeing things.

My finger hovered between the red and green buttons for a while before finally pressing the answer button.

Hearing the barely suppressed drunkenness on his face, and hearing the chirping of insects in the background, Reba knew he must be outside.

He must have drunk too much at a dinner party hosted by the crew of "The Five Ha" and ran away.

That idiot.

Dilraba bit her lower lip and muttered a curse under her breath.

She knew that Lu Han was with Chen Ye, Deng Chao, and Chen He; those old men drank like there was no tomorrow.

Judging from Lu Han's lisp just now, he's probably already halfway to the grave.

If you're squatting outside in the middle of the night and get photographed by paparazzi, the photos will be posted online and cause a huge uproar.

Thinking of this, Reba irritably threw off the covers.

I was angry, but I still couldn't let it go.

Open WeChat and scroll down through your contacts.

She found Chen Ye's profile picture; they had previously exchanged WeChat contacts for business purposes.

Finding Deng Chao and Chen He is definitely useless; those two have drunk far more than Lu Han.

Only Chen Ye, who seemed the most unreliable, was the most clear-headed in the crucial moment.

Fingers flew across the keyboard.

"Chen Ye, Lu Han seems to have had too much to drink. He's making a phone call outside. Could you please keep an eye on him and make sure he doesn't get cold and embarrass himself?"

After typing this, Dilraba read it over.

Then I deleted them all.

That's too much concern; it doesn't fit her current cold and ruthless persona.

Retype.

"Lu Han is drunk and making random phone calls. Could you please keep an eye on him? Thank you."

Click send.

After sending the message, Dilraba let out a long sigh of relief.

Turn off your phone and throw it on the carpet.

She lay back down in bed, pulled the covers over her head, and went to sleep!

The rooftop of a resort in Jing'an Town.

Deng Chao and Tao Zhe were holding the microphone of the karaoke machine, staging a heart-wrenching farewell kiss.

That tune was so off-key it practically fell into the sewer.

Chen Ye sat at the corner of the table, wearing disposable gloves, and skillfully peeled crayfish, piling the bright red crayfish tails into a small mound on the plate.

Song Yuqi stood beside Zheng Kai, holding a cup and playing a drinking game with him, laughing uncontrollably.

"Come on! Five champions! Six sixes!"

Chen Ye had just dipped the peeled shrimp meat in some broth and was about to feed it to his wife when his phone, which was on the table, suddenly vibrated.

Chen Ye wiped his hands, picked up his phone, and swiped the screen.

The sender is Dilraba.

Chen Ye raised an eyebrow and clicked to take a look.

"Lu Han is drunk and making random phone calls. Could you please keep an eye on him? Thank you."

The short sentences conveyed a barely concealed anxiety.

After reading it, Chen Ye was so angry he laughed.

I turned my head and glanced at the entrance from the rooftop to the ground floor.

Good guy.

Entrusting an orphan to another province in the middle of the night.

A proud and arrogant person meets a spineless coward—a perfect match.

Chen Ye typed with one hand, replying in an extremely perfunctory yet efficient manner.

"Okay, let's go retrieve the body now."

Less than two seconds later, the other side replied with two words.

"Thanks."

Chen Ye pursed his lips and put away his phone.

He nudged Song Yuqi, who was standing next to him, with his shoulder.

"what!"

Song Yuqi was just about to dominate the battlefield when she was bumped into and became very unhappy.

"I'm going downstairs for a stroll."

Chen Ye leaned closer and lowered his voice.

"That kid Lu Han seems to have brainstem atrophy. He's squatting down there acting crazy. I'll go pull him up."

Song Yuqi was taken aback, then her eyes lit up.

The Bagua Radar was activated instantly.

"Did you go to see Dilraba?"

Song Yuqi's eyes sparkled.

"How is the battle going?"

"What can you do? The God of Pure Love just collapses to the ground."

Chen Ye pushed the plate of peeled shrimp tails in front of her.

"Eat first, drink less, I'll be right back."

"Go quickly! Come back and tell me the details!"

Song Yuqi waved her hand like she was shooing away a fly, then turned around and continued her fierce battle with Zheng Kai.

Chen Ye shook his head speechlessly.

Hearing gossip, she didn't even want her husband anymore.

He stood up, grabbed an unopened bottle of mineral water, and slowly walked down the stairs.

The first-floor corridor was quiet; most of the staff were asleep, and only a few security guards were patrolling outside.

Chen Ye searched the restrooms along the corridor.

no one.

Is this brat really going to find a puddle and drown himself?

Chen Ye pushed open the back door on the side of the first floor and walked to the secluded path behind the villa.

The dim light from the ground lamps barely illuminated the stone path.

Chen Ye put his hands in his pockets and strolled for about thirty meters before stopping.

At the corner of the wall ahead.

A dark, shadowy figure was squatting there, looking like an oversized black garbage bag.

Chen Ye took a few steps closer.

Lu Han hugged her knees with both hands, buried her head deep in her arms, and curled up into an extremely withdrawn ball.

His latest iPhone fell face down into the mud next to him.

After being ruthlessly hung up on, she completely broke down.

Chen Ye stood two steps away from him, watching this comical yet tragic scene, and his lips twitched.

Tragic, absolutely tragic.

If paparazzi were to capture this now, tomorrow's headline would probably be: "Former top star suffers mental breakdown, imitates mushrooms at a mountain resort late at night."

"I said."

Chen Ye raised his foot and kicked Lu Han's shoe with the tip of his shoe.

"Are you incubating the eggs here? Should I get you a spotlight so the temperature isn't too low?"

The garbage bag remained still.

After several seconds, Lu Han slowly raised her head.

His hair was a mess, like a bird's nest, and his eyes were bloodshot. His face was pale, and his eyes were empty and unfocused.

"Yoko..."

Lu Han's voice was hoarse as she stared blankly at Chen Ye, a smile that looked more like a grimace tugging at the corners of her mouth.

"She hung up. She hung up on me."

He muttered to himself like a broken record.

She said she wasn't in the mood for small talk.

Chen Ye rolled his eyes dramatically.

People who need to sleep in the middle of the night must be filming the next morning. Who has the time to listen to a drunkard like you having a fit of madness?

Chen Ye unscrewed the cap of the mineral water bottle and poured half a bottle of water directly onto the grass next to Lu Han.

Water splashed all over Lu Han's trouser leg.

Lu Han shuddered and became slightly more awake.

"But……"

He stared intently at the phone on the ground.

"She used to never hang up on me first."

Chen Ye sighed. His mind was filled with the past; he couldn't look forward.

Just as Chen Ye was about to bend down and pull the person up.

Lu Han suddenly raised her head, grabbed Chen Ye's trouser leg, and her eyes flashed with a strange light.

"Yezi! Please help me!"

Lu Han clung tightly to Chen Ye.

"You're such a great songwriter! You understand relationships! Think of a way to win her back!"

P.S.: Happy Dragon Boat Festival, brothers and sisters! I've already prepared a detailed outline of 100,000 words. I'm going to get fired up again and update like crazy! Thank you again to all the brothers and sisters who gave me tips before.