"The phone is not broken, what's going on? What is he doing? I'll call, call, hit, hit the sparker until he gets the Nobel Prize!"
"Hey, hey..."
Finally, I heard a familiar voice. I couldn't help but feel secretly happy for my lack of morale.
"It's me, a hundred crystals! I've finally opened it, haha!"
"Oh, I see."
Hmm? Her voice was exceptionally cold and strange—and my voice had been affected unknowingly, growing low...
"What's wrong with you?"
"It's nothing."
"You don't seem very happy. Is there something wrong?"
"No, I don't."
"Oh... By the way, what were you busy with just now? I called you for a long time, didn't you hear me?"
"... "
Why did he keep silent? What happened to him today? He was so abnormal. What happened?
"Hey? Are you listening, Yuchi Jinlan?"
"I've heard
