Xi Siyan's brow relaxed, and his eyes were no longer as cold as before, even carrying a bit of a smile: "Hmm?"
"I'll let you hear it."
Zhou Chengchen took the phone away, and vaguely, Xi Siyan could hear the indistinct babbling from the other side, quite obviously Zhou Qi was drunk and rambling.
Xi Siyan smiled without saying a word. Soon, Zhou Chengchen took the phone back: "Xi, we've arrived home."
"Hmm."
"Get some rest early, um... and also... you're really amazing, I'm proud of you."
After Zhou Chengchen finished speaking, she quickly hung up the call.
On this end, Xi Siyan was still holding the phone as if he was still on the call.
She said, I'm proud of you.
These five words, perhaps many people have heard them, but no one could feel them the way Xi Siyan did.
Zhou Chengchen was proud of him, Xi Siyan.
Xi Siyan's adam's apple bobbed, as if choked with emotion.
No one had ever been proud of him before, neither his father nor his mother.
