Sihwa was too familiar with the interface of the live broadcast app. When she was not broadcasting, she often went to the rooms of other anchors to wander around. At a glance, she knew that Zhang Zian had been watching the live broadcast and had not had time to quit.
"Are you watching the live broadcast?" She asked even though she already knew the answer.
"Oh, about that. Snowy had a live broadcast before, and it seems that her fans provided clues about the sighting of the Holy Cat statue, so I listened to it on the way back just now … I just listened and didn't look, so I didn't break any traffic rules!" Zhang Zian replied casually and exited the app without a trace. Then, he changed his tone and asked, "Do you know about the Holy Cat statue? Didn't I say that? "
Sihwa glared at him suspiciously. "I've more or less heard about it. Recently, Fina has been sleeping during the day. It's said that it's to be more vigilant at night … but it doesn't seem to have anything to do with me."
"Hehe, did you think that before the Holy Cat statue was lost, it didn't sleep during the day?" Zhang Zian laughed and quickly looked back to see if there was a golden cat squatting behind him. Fortunately, there wasn't.
He switched his phone to contacts and found Wei Kang's number. He wanted to dial it himself, but Sihwa eagerly reached out and said, "Let me dial!"
"You can make the call, but I'll tell you when the call is connected," Zhang Zian said.
He did not want to explain to Professor Wei Kang why a girl was using his phone to make a call. It would be bad if Professor Wei Kang misunderstood. After all, a middle-aged man like Professor Wei Kang who was in his fifties often liked to introduce girls to young people. As a professor, he should know many young female university students, right?
Speaking of which, he still had some expectations for the trip to Egypt. It would be great if there were young girls with big breasts, long legs, and pretty faces in the expedition team … When they were in danger, he could be the hero to save the damsel in distress and leave behind a short romantic memory …
Sihwa didn't know that his thoughts were so complicated at this time. She took his phone and swiped her finger on the screen. After swiping a few times, she still couldn't reach the bottom. She immediately said enviously, "Wow! So many contacts! "
In contrast, Zhang Zian was the only person in her contact list.
"Most of them are customers. They joined us out of courtesy. Actually, we've never called before." Zhang Zian shrugged. "The person we're looking for is Professor Wei Kang. You can find him from W …"
"I know! Don't look down on me! "Sihwa wrinkled her nose and glared at him fiercely.
As she flipped through the list, her finger paused on a contact.
The name of this contact person only had one word. To be precise, it was not a name, but a pronoun — "Mom."
When she saw this word, Sihwa's heart suddenly had a trace of sadness. She knew that Zhang Zian's parents had died in an accident, and she had never seen them since she was born. Like him, she had no relatives in the world.
The link on this page was M, so she should continue to look for W, but her finger flipped up the page, and as expected, she found the word "Dad" in B.
Did he not have the habit of tidying up his phone book regularly? Until now, he still kept the number that he could never contact again, causing the contact list to become longer and longer. Or could it be that the increasingly lengthy contact list gave him a sense of psychological satisfaction and made him feel like a socialite?
Zhang Zian and Sihwa were face to face, and the phone screen was facing Sihwa, so he couldn't see what she was doing. He thought that she hadn't found Wei Kang's name yet, so he urged, "Have you found it yet? Why don't I do it? "
Sihwa was a person of action, and the so-called person of action was to act first before thinking, or not to think at all. Zhang Zian's contempt made her very angry.
So, almost without thinking, she clicked on the word "Dad."
[Dialing …]
Sihwa waited for a moment. In her expectations, this phone call would definitely not go through. She just wanted to be naughty, which would make her very happy. Unexpectedly, after a few seconds, there was a very old-fashioned music coming from the direction of another bedroom. It was brimming with the most dazzling ethnic beat.
She and Zhang Zian turned their heads at the same time to look in the direction of the sound.
Zhang Zian didn't react at first. He instinctively stepped forward to see who was calling. His father's acquaintances would occasionally call this number within a month or two after his father passed away. Most of the time, they would call the wrong number. After the call was connected, they would ask about his well-being or mourn his father. However, after a month or two, the phone rarely rang again. Even if there was a call, it was nothing more than advertising.
He had just taken two steps when he felt that something was wrong. Why did it happen to ring at this time?
Before he could come back to his senses, the ringing was interrupted.
He hesitated whether he should go over to see who was calling. Then, another old-fashioned but different sound rang out from the same direction.
His mother didn't know many people, and the pet shop's business was generally contacted by his father. Even when she was alive, she didn't have many phone calls. Usually, it was the neighbors who invited her to play cards, square dance, or chat. After her death, her phone almost never rang.
One ringtone might be a coincidence, but two coincidences were definitely not a coincidence.
He should have figured it out a long time ago, but the ringtone that he hadn't heard for a long time made him a little absent-minded. Even his heartbeat unconsciously sped up. He habitually opened his mouth and wanted to shout downstairs, "Mom! There's a call for you! "
The words were on the tip of his tongue, but he returned to reality and slowly closed his mouth. There was no need to shout.
There were not many people who had his parents' phone numbers at the same time. There was no one other than him who would call after such a long time.
He finally understood. He turned around and stared at Sihwa. "Is it you who called? Why didn't you do your proper business? Who asked you to make a random call? Do you like to mess around that much? "
Before, no matter how much Sihwa struggled, he would just smile and pretend to say a few words to her. He had never really been angry – although he had reason to be angry at that time. This time, he was really a little angry, but he wasn't sure why he was angry.
If Fina had scolded her like this, it would have been fine. But the stingy Zhang Zian, who she had always looked down on, actually spoke to her with such an attitude. In the past, she would definitely not be willing to show weakness and stare at him, then scream and make a scene. But today, she uncharacteristically bowed her head and said, "I'm … I'm sorry …"
Zhang Zian wanted to continue scolding her, but he didn't expect her to so simply admit her mistake and apologize. Instead, it made him swallow the rest of his words. He didn't know whether he should strictly educate her or forgive her.
Sihwa raised her head slightly, her eyes as blue as the sea were exceptionally bright. She pointed in the direction of the master bedroom and asked in a low voice, "You … You have been topping up their phone bill?"
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