âBrother Beiting probably wanted to handle things personally because, after all, for many things, doing them oneself feels more reassuring,â Mi Fei said.
âFeifei, you really are indulging him,â Li Beitingâs mom laughed.
âBrother Beiting is very responsible. Sometimes when I go to the Li Family company, I see all the employees well-trained, working diligently and conscientiously.â
âDonât keep praising him. Iâm clear about what this kid weighs,â Li Beitingâs dad laughed heartily.
Mi Fei smiled, then picked up the tea in front of her and took a sip.
Li Beitingâs mom continued with her silk flower-making. Mi Fei helped with cutting paper, passing glue, and the relationship between them was particularly harmonious.
The atmosphere was exceptionally warm, and it wasnât too hot on this patch of grass. Whenever the wind blew, the aroma of green grass drifted over.
In the midst of light-hearted laughter, Mi Fei suddenly asked casually, âAuntie, I heard that Brother Beiting had a girlfriend before?â
âThey broke up, three years ago now, donât think too much about it.â
Mi Fei had been with Li Beiting for just over a year and he rarely talked about his ex-girlfriend.
She had looked into it herself and discovered that the girl studied andrology at C City Medical College and later raised money to open a male research institute.
When Mi Fei found out about this, she actually found it quite funny. It wasnât intentional, but she couldnât help laughing out loud.
A girl running an institute for male studies was indeed an oddity to her, something she had never seen before.
âNo, no, itâs nothing, I was just asking. But I heard that girl opened a research institute, seems quite amusing,â Mi Fei said with a laugh.
âRidiculous stuff,â Li Beitingâs motherâs face suddenly fell.
For a girl to open such an institute and for Li Beiting to have broken up with her early on, she wouldnât have agreed to such a relationship in the first place.
The Li Family wasnât conservative, but they werenât that liberal either.
âThatâs quite idealistic,â Mi Fei said with a smile, lowering her head.
She continued to help Li Beitingâs mom fold paper and learned to make silk flowers from her.
At this point, it was just past nine in the morning, the most vibrant and energetic part of the day.
But after Li Beiting slowly walked back to the bedroom, he felt an intense headache and suddenly very tired in his heart.
He didnât know if it was because he had been too busy lately. He had often worked late into the night before, but never felt such fatigue.
At this moment, he very much wanted to hear that familiar voice.
The voice that was sweet, playful, but also stubborn.
He lay on the large bed in the bedroom, took out his phone, and dialed that familiar number.
He had saved this number for many years and had never deleted it.
But since three years ago, he had never dialed it again.
Knowing it wouldnât connect, he dialed persistently anyway.
As expected, there was no surprise.
The voice on the other end was a mechanical female voice: âHello, the number you have dialed is switched off, please try again later.â
Switched off, for three years now.
Li Beiting put down his phone, his fingers silently scrolling through the screen.
He flipped through the contacts from start to finishâ¦
Soon, he came across the number of her research institute again.
It was less of a landline number, and more of a mechanical customer service number.
As soon as he dialed, a melodious tune played: âWelcome to Sunshine Institute, hereâ¦â
âHello, this is Sunshine Institute. May I help you with any particular issue?â
The voice on the other end was a sweet, generic greeting.
Li Beiting was silent for a long time, without speaking.
âHello? May I assist you with anything?â
Only then did Li Beiting deepen his voice, âIs Yu Weiwei there?â
âHello, do you have an appointment?â
âNo.â
âIâm sorry, but you can make an appointment first. Tell me the details, and I can get you registered.â
âForget it,â Li Beiting said indifferently, his tone as fleeting as the breeze.
For a long time, he neither spoke nor hung up the phone.
The customer service on the other end initially didnât dare to hang up either, persistently inquiring if he had any questions.
He remained silent, and after a long time, the customer service slammed down the phone in frustration.
In the end, they couldnât help but mutter ânutcase.â
âWhatâs with these men, creating issues out of nothing, really,â the customer service complained to the phone before grumbling a few more sentences.
âWhoâs got our Xiuxiu upset again?â another clerk asked as she walked over.
âJust a nutcase. He called looking for Director Yu, and when I suggested he make an appointment, he said nothing,â the customer service replied.
âOh? Is that so?â The clerk went over to the phone and checked.
âIndeed, itâs the same number,â said the young lady.
âHmm? What about it? Does this number call often?â
âYes, Xiuxiu, you donât know, but when I was the customer service here, I frequently received calls from this man. Every time, either he said nothing or he would ask for Director Yu.â
âAnd then?â
âAfter that, when I saw that number, I just stopped answering.â
âDoes Director Yu know about this?â
âI reported it to her; she asked me what the number was. After I told her, she had two words for meâ¦ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
âWhat, what?â
âBlacklist.â
âPfft!â The customer service burst into laughter, âIf only you could blacklist from a landline.â
âI asked Director Yu if she knew this man, guess what she said?â
âShe knows him? She doesnât?â
âDirector Yu said that the man is a patient who escaped from the psychiatric hospital, someone she met during her visit there for a lecture, and heâs been pestering her since.â
âHahahaha.â The customer service doubled over in laughter, hitting the table.
âDirector Yu also said that after the manâs nerves went haywire, he couldnât even tell the difference between black and white, or men from women.â
âGee, that serious?â
âWho knows, thatâs what Director Yu said.â
âHe still calls, but honestly, he does have a nice voice.â
âOh come on, Xiuxiu, what good is a nice voice from a loony?â
âNext time this nutcase calls, maybe we should tease him a bit.â
âHey, thatâs a good idea. Why didnât I think of that! Xiuxiu, youâre so clever. But isnât it a bit mean to tease a fool?â
âWho asked for him to keep harassing us with his calls?â
âFair enough.â
âHey, why donât we call him back now and give it a try? Iâm telling you, the nutcase does have a pretty nice voice.â
âSure, but Xiuxiu, Iâm scared to do it. I donât want him to latch on to meâ¦â
âFor shame! Iâll do it!â
Xiuxiu tapped the other clerkâs forehead and pulled the phone towards her.
They whispered together for a bit, then Xiuxiu dialed that number again.
Li Beiting had already placed his phone beside the pillow and lay down with his eyes closed.
A stone seemed to be lodged in his heart, leaving him breathless. His head also throbbed with a faint pain, an uncomfortable feeling.
At that moment, he turned on the air conditioner, but a thin layer of sweat still broke out on his forehead.
Just as he was feeling frustrated, his phone rang.
Picking up the phone, he cracked open his eyes and to his surprise, it was the research instituteâs landline number.