On the other end of the phone, Xi Siyan was silent for a moment before speaking: "Walk your path."
"Clang," the phone slipped from Zhou Chengchen's hand and fell to the ground. After freezing for two seconds, Zhou Chengchen quickly picked it up. Thanks to its high quality, the call wasn't interrupted. Zhou Chengchen eagerly spoke: "What... What did you just say? I didn't catch it, say it again."
"Walk the path you should walk."
Xi Siyan's voice came through faintly, and Zhou Chengchen immediately pouted: "That's not it."
"That's exactly what I said."
"No!"
"Then you tell me what I said."
"You said walk your path."
"Hmm, thanks, me too."
"Clang," the phone fell to the ground again. This time Zhou Chengchen didn't rush to pick it up—something felt off.
After freezing for two seconds, he quickly grabbed the phone again: "Oh, Xi, you can't be so heartless."
On the other end, Xi Siyan chuckled lightly, and after chatting a few more casual sentences, they hung up the call.
