Beep—— Beep—— Beep——
The phone wasn't answered immediately; the dial tone lasted for a while.
It's lunchtime now, Weng Pinting raised her eyebrows lightly, seemingly realizing something.
Just as the call was about to be marked as "unanswered," there was finally a "beep," and Bi Yanling's voice came from the other end.
"Hello? Teacher Bai?"
The voice sounded cheerful and polite, even carrying a sweet breeze sensation. Nan Zhubin could almost paint a smiling face in his mind just from the sound.
"Is this Teacher Bi?" Weng Pinting squeezed out a smile with her tone.
"…Hmm? Isn't this Teacher Bai? Who might you be?" The voice on the other end paused.
"I'm Weng Pinting." The Senior Sister replied succinctly.
The breeze was blocked by the mountain; Bi Yanling didn't respond for a long time, and for a moment, there were only sounds of breathing from the receiver.
"Do you remember me? We met when you first joined our university—" Weng Pinting continued speaking.
