C512 Cynicism

When I got downstairs, I called Zihan.

"Xiao Luo." Just this one sentence, she always said on the phone, seemingly very respectful, but also seemingly very serious as if she was waiting for my instructions.

"Zihan, you're not busy at all. If you're not busy at all, come out. I have something to talk to you about!"

"Alright, I'm almost done