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Chapter 4.2 - Story in the City (2)

His voice was very smooth and steady.
He asked her what time she had started work, when she would finish work for the day, and whether the late-night snack had suited her appetite. Shi Yi answered each one of his questions, and then they suddenly both fell silent. She could not help laughing and she asked him, "Is it a must that you ask me these questions everyday?"
Zhousheng Chen also laughed, at a loss for words for a brief moment.
"From your voice, you sound really tired? Or are you sick?"
"I caught a cold last night."
"Have you taken medication for it?"
"Not yet."
"Then let's not talk anymore." Shi Yi felt her heart twinge a tad. "Hurry and go take some medicine."
"Now?"
"Yes."
"I don't have any medication on hand."
In a slightly reproachful tone, she asked, "You don't have medication always ready at home?"
What she really wanted to say was, "Gosh, my Eldest Young Master, don't tell me you don't even know that you should take medicine when you are sick, huh?"
All of a sudden, a fire engine drove by, and Shi Yi instinctively lifted her head to look. But then, she discovered that from within her phone, she could hear the same sound, which started strong and gradually grew weaker until it was completely quiet. She seemed to realize something and immediately scanned around downstairs with her eyes. Through the gaps between the branches and leaves of the parasol trees, she saw a car at the corner of the street and someone standing beside it.
Ten storeys. Too high. There were too many things obstructing the view, and she could not see clearly.
"You're downstairs?"
Zhousheng Chen answered with an "mm" that carried a hint of congestion in it.
She felt touched for one moment, then the next moment, she wanted to laugh at how funny it was.
This person's unexpected arrival should have been such an incredibly romantic gesture but was spoiled because of a random, unforeseen fire truck. And then, he very calmly admitted to it without any other unnecessary words. She could not let him wait any longer. Hearing his stuffy, nasal tone when he spoke, she felt as if catching a cold had become an extremely serious issue, and she hurriedly hung up the phone. She returned inside to the studio, and after she swiftly handed off her work, she picked up her purse and dashed to the elevator. Fortunately, the recording portion was completed already, and they were just doing the final mixing, otherwise, this would definitely ruin her reputation of being conscientious and responsible.
Still, her manager and the recording engineer were stunned.
Seeing her like this, her face flushed and so anxious that she was not willing to say anything, if they did not know better, they would have thought that her house was on fire.
As the elevator doors closed, Mei Lin finally remembered that she had not yet talked to her about the award nomination.
And what Mei Lin found amusing and annoying at the same time was, this girl truly did not care in the least about getting an award.