C270 Chilovan's Fragility

Chu Huanran threw his phone onto the sofa, rubbed his eyes as he ate the instant noodles. His tears fell into the cup noodle box. Chu Huanran couldn't hold it in anymore, so he sobbed silently while covering his face.

Chu Huanran, who had calmed down, picked up the phone again and dialed that familiar number. Only after calling a few times did the other party pick up.

"Huanran