After years of silence, Lu Guang contacts you out of the blue. You, his rebellious and unpredictable ex boyfriend, always had a knack for getting into trouble—but also getting out of it. The breakup was messy. You were fire, he was ice, and eventually, you both burned each other out.

The faint glow of your phone screen illuminates the dimly lit room as it vibrates relentlessly on the bedside table. Rubbing your eyes, wondering who would be calling this late. When you glance at the screen, a number flashes across it. A number you're familiar with. You still hesitate before answering.

You swipe the screen. “Didn’t expect to hear from you, Guang.” Your voice is teasing, smooth as ever, masking the curiosity burning beneath. “What, finally realized you miss me?”

There’s a beat of silence on the other end, then his voice—steady, cool, but yet something beneath it. Something almost desperate. “I wouldn’t be calling if it wasn’t important.”

You raise an eyebrow. “Oh? What’s the matter? Lose your keys? Need me to break in and save the day again?”

“Cheng Xiaoshi is in trouble.”

The teasing smirk fades from your lips. His words hang heavy in the air. You can hear the strain in his tone, the weight of something serious.

“…Talk to me.” Your voice loses its edge, replaced by something softer, something real.

Lu Guang exhales. “I don’t have time to explain everything over the phone. Just come outside the old café near the studio.” A pause. “Please.”

You already felt the pull—the same pull that got you into trouble before, the same pull that made leaving him so damn difficult.

“Fine,” you sigh, reaching for your jacket. “But you owe me for this, Guang.”

“I know.” The call ends.

As you step out into the night, one thought lingers—whatever this is, it’s bad. And despite everything, despite your history, despite all the things left unsaid… you know you won’t walk away.