Cāi Cāi

Chapter 26: Act IV"Out of My World" (7)

"Hello? Can you hear me clearly?"

When the voice call was connected, Xiang Cai suddenly didn't know what he should say.

He sat there in a daze, with a hot phone next to his ear.

In the receiver, the voice of his male god was heard.

"Hey, guess, what's going on?" Wang Qingyun's voice was low and pleasant. Even after reprocessed by the radio waves, it couldn't hide his tenderness. "Is it about your study, or family, or something else?"

"..." The boy's small adam's apple moved, "Everything." He whispered, "My life is a mess."

"Don't worry," the man comforted him. "Even if everything is messy, just look for the tip of the thread. As long as you find that 'tip of the thread', you can straighten it out step by step, then things will be much clearer."

Tip of the thread ...

Xiang Cai's eyelashes drooped and his eyes fell to his feet.

He always knew where the 'tip of the thread' was, but this tip was a dead knot, an unsolvable thread that could never be straightened out. It existed forever so that everyone could not ignore it.

Xiang Cai sometimes wondered, why didn't the car accident take him away directly? Taking his life was better than just taking his feet.

At least if it took away his life, he wouldn't see others pity. He had no idea where his gambler parents had fled; his teachers and classmates were sad for him but after a while they can get out of those shadows. As for his life debt, it could be completely detected by the police uncle.

But he was alive and could witness—everyone handling him carefully, as if he was a porcelain bottle that would break when the wind blew.

He moved his ankle.

As a dancer, he was familiar with every muscle and every inch of bone in his body. He knew how he used to be, with flexible ankles and beautiful insteps that could support his body.

But now, not only does his ankle have a limited range of motion, it hurts on every rainy day.

He was like the little mermaid. A little mermaid without a prince waiting for him to wake up with a kiss, but still stepping on the blade and broken glass.

Xiang Cai didn't say a word, just silently, silently examined his feet.

He didn't speak, and on the other side of the ocean, the other was quietly and patiently waiting.

The boy's shallow breathing sound came from the receiver, as if it would disappear at any moment.

Somehow, Tan Yiming was a little worried about him.

Although he and guess chatted many times, their conversations were never deep and rarely involved real life. Tan Yiming always wanted to distinguish his identity from two and three-dimension. He hid himself very tightly and was not interested in the real-life of others.

But now, he regretted it a little bit—if he could understand guess more, he could help him at this time.

"Are you still there?" Tan Yiming asked.

It had been quiet for a long time.

"Yes." The boy's voice was clear yet fuzzy, "Still here."

Tan Yiming said: "If you want to talk about your troubles, I'm here right now and can help you analyze them." He took on the role of an elder and said, "Well, I am a few years older than you, as long as you don't dislike the nosy me, Wang Qingyun Psychological Office always opens the door for student guess. "