After being reborn, I'm no longer going to play the role of a spoiled rich kid.

Chapter 212 "I miss you".

Yustia raised an eyebrow. "What?"

"Don't you want to know who voted for you?" Zhang Feiyu asked.

When he asked that question, Yuska no longer needed to guess.

It's clear that the answer to who cast the final vote, which she had previously wondered about, is now known.

"Why would they vote for me?" Yusjia still couldn't quite understand.

Zhang Feiyu doesn't seem like someone who's "lacking in judgment"; if he were to vote, he should vote for a senior figure.

Zhang Feiyu chuckled, "I feel you're very different!"

Yustia: "..."

What is the reason for this?
"Huang Tan, Sister Wang, and Li Wenjie all seem to know you quite well, so I just went with the flow. Now it seems that's really the trend." Zhang Feiyu didn't hide her true feelings from You Sijia at all.

Yuska was momentarily speechless at this frankness.

She smiled.

Yu Sijia originally thought she wouldn't be able to sleep since she was in a new place, but unexpectedly, after receiving Meng Weiyuan's call and hearing the familiar voice on the other end of the line, she gradually fell asleep while the sound of hailstones falling echoed in her ears.

I woke up the next morning around eight o'clock.

Yusjia glanced at the phone next to her pillow and found that it was still on a call.

"Meng Weiyuan?" You Sijia called out the other person's name in a low voice.

She didn't have high hopes, but the next second, she heard a response from the other end of the phone.

"Well, I'm here."

The moment Yuska heard that voice, she suddenly felt that the distance of thousands of kilometers did not seem so far.

It seems that Meng Weiyuan is still by my side.

"Why didn't you hang up?" Yusjia asked.

Meng Weiyuan should already be in Uncle Chen's car. Since You Sijia isn't home, he won't wait for her to have breakfast together before going to the office. Usually, Meng Weiyuan gets up in the morning, exercises, takes a shower, has breakfast, and leaves before eight o'clock.

"In case you wake up and look for me, you can find me immediately," Meng Weiyuan said.

Yustia muttered, "What do I need to talk to you about?"

She's not a three-year-old. Does she have to cry and make a scene if she wakes up and can't find her parents? Besides, Meng Weiyuan isn't either.

Meng Weiyuan seemed to chuckle briefly. "Yes, it was me who wanted to find you."

Yustia blushed.

"I miss you," Meng Weiyuan's voice came again.

Yuska felt her face getting a little hotter.

“Then come see me,” Yustya said.

She knew it was impossible. She was only staying here for a week, and would return to Beijing after filming. Did she really expect Meng Weiyuan, such a busy man, to fly all the way to see her in such a short time? Even if Meng Weiyuan did come, she wouldn't have much private time with him. This was a filming session, and there were cameras all around.

Yu Sijia was teasing; she wasn't the type to embarrass someone she liked. Just as she was about to say "I was just kidding," she clearly heard Meng Weiyuan reply—

"it is good."

Yuska walked into the washroom; of course, she didn't believe it.

"I was just kidding, don't actually do it." Just in case, Yustya warned her.

"Hmm." Meng Weiyuan answered casually, then asked, "Are you getting used to it after you got there?"

He's really not used to it.

Even though he called You Sijia last night, when Meng Weiyuan was lying in bed alone, he felt that the bed at home seemed a bit too big and the space next to him was too empty.

I'm used to resting with someone in my arms, but now when I turn around, all I see is cold, empty air.

He was very uncomfortable with it and didn't like it at all.

I had assumed Yustia would be in the same boat as me, but to my surprise, I heard her muffled voice on the other end of the phone, a toothbrush between her teeth and the buzzing of an electric toothbrush: "It's alright."

After all, among all the guests on the show, You Sijia was an old acquaintance of all three of them, so there was no adjustment period between them.

The man sitting in the back seat gritted his teeth upon hearing this.

I felt a little indignant.

Why is he the only one who feels uncomfortable?

Meng Weiyuan didn't want to admit that he felt a pang of sadness, as if he was the only one among the two who cared so much. He hadn't heard the answer he wanted to hear, and he had trapped himself in his own web of guilt.

"But I still feel a little uncomfortable sleeping at night," Yusjia said, her mouth full of toothpaste foam.

The man, whose expression had been rather unpleasant just moments before, suddenly brightened up upon hearing these words, as if the clouds had parted and the rain had stopped.

Meng Weiyuan had no idea that he could be so easily coaxed by You Sijia, and that she herself was unaware that her words had actually worked on him.

Meng Weiyuan chuckled softly.

Yustia was a little confused. "What are you laughing at?" she asked.

Meng Weiyuan didn't answer, but he suddenly felt that he missed her even more in the twenty hours they had been apart.

There's no hope for them.

"Hurry up and wash up and go eat, it's getting late," Meng Weiyuan changed the subject.

Yusijia gurgled twice with her mouthwash as if in response, before ending her call with Meng Weiyuan.

After going downstairs, Yu Sijia suddenly remembered that the production team had only provided dinner the night before, and from now on, they would all have to support themselves.

Among the eight people, You Sijia got up relatively early.

Right now, there are only her and Wang Qiong in the living room; the others are probably still asleep.

"Sister Wang," Yu Sijia greeted someone.

“Skya”.

"What are we having for breakfast?" Yustia asked. "No, do we even have anything to eat?"

Wang Qiong smiled wryly, "There's nothing in the kitchen."

Yustia: "Is there nothing else? Are we supposed to start from scratch and rely on ourselves?"

"It seems so."

Yustia: "..."

She felt she had been forcing herself to endure something she wasn't really suffering for.

Fortunately, the sky is clear now, unlike last night when it was overcast and hailing.

Yu Sijia decided to go for a walk with Wang Qiong first.

There was a patch of land in front of her house, with some green vegetables growing there. Yusjia didn't recognize the vegetables, and even if she did, she felt that eating just a couple of bites of leafy greens in the morning wouldn't be enough to fill her stomach.

There is a market about two kilometers away from this house.

Yu Sijia and Wang Qiong went out and met some locals. They first asked if there was a market day, and after receiving a definite answer, the two of them followed them.

On the way, Yustia took a deep breath. The morning air seemed to still carry the scent of mountain mist, along with the smells of trees and earth.

"Sister Wang, are we just going to the market now, just to look around and not buy anything?" You Sijia asked.

They don't have a single penny on them right now, so even if they wanted to buy something, they couldn't.

Wang Qiong: "Not necessarily."

"what?"

Wang Qiong suddenly opened her backpack and showed You Sijia what was inside.

(End of this chapter)