*Runze's POV*
It comes about naturally.
Ling Yue messages me in the early afternoon, just a photo of him and Mrs. Zhou sitting at some trendy café, captioned *guess who ran into each other* and then a second message pops up immediately after:
*we're calling you right now. Are you up for it?*
I look at the two messages for a moment, then type back a quick reply: *Give me five minutes.*
I prop my phone carefully against the heavy stack of books on the side table, adjust the camera angle so I look decent, and accept the call.
Ling Yue's face fills the screen immediately. Mrs. Zhou is right beside him, leaning into the frame with her handbag still hanging over her shoulder, looking like she literally just sat down. For a moment, nobody says anything. They are both just staring at me through the screen.
I let them look.
