Back in Jun's bedroom, Ai was having her own conversation with her mother, who had called her after a considerable amount of ti. She did keep a track of Ai's life and regularly had conversations via chat and ssages with her which were always short and simple.
During the whole plagiarism scandal, Ai's mother was relatively calr than Ai herself because she knew that the accusation was nonsense and that the truth would co to light soon enough.
Naturally, she had questioned the whole matter when Ai ca out with her post. She didn't understand when did her daughter take another pen na to which Ai only replied that she would explain everything in detail later as she wanted to focus on Summit.
Her mother didn't mind. She wasn't the type to make a fuss. Right now, her mother called her to talk about an important matter with Ai.
"Mom."
"Ai."
Then there was silence.
Xie Nuying and Ai were cut from the sa cloth. Quiet and humble by nature. They spoke very little and only what was necessary.
Xie Nuying spoke from the other end, "I saw the Summit last night on my tab," her llow voice was pleasing to hear. see," Ai nodded, though inwardly, she held a tiny anticipation in her heart.
"You won the Summit. Congratulations."
To anybody else, it might have felt that she spoke very plainly and without emotion, but Ai sensed the hint of pride in her tone.
Ai bead and softly smiled. "Thank you, Mom."
"You did a good job. I loved your story. I didn't know why, but it brought tears to my eyes. Perhaps because I strongly felt that you were talking about yourself."
Ai slightly stiffened. She hadn't told her mother about her rebirth.
Xie Nuying's voice turned somber. "I don't know why I felt that way. Maybe it was because of how you delivered the story. I have read many stories and heard many recitations. Your emotions as you told your story felt different. The part about parents' separation…you were talking about our family, right?"
Ai pursed her lips and remained silent. Her mother got her answer anyway.
"There are actually many things I want to talk about since I feel you were the protagonist of your story. But the one because of which I called you is to know about the man who you confessed to through your story."
Ai slightly cleared her throat.
Xie Nuying continued with her soothing voice and gentle pace, "I saw you trembling when you read the last part. You seed to be oddly emotional and nervous especially around the ending. I surmise that man must be either watching you like through a stream or was actually present there. Nevertheless, it felt like your confession was real. Am I right?"
Ai softly admitted. "Yes. It was real. He was there at the Summit."
"I see."
Xie Nuying then took a long pause. "What was his answer?"
A smile blood on Ai's lips. "He returns my feelings too."
She couldn't guess what her mother must be looking like right now.
She replied. "As much as I have heard through your story, he seems to be a nice man."
"Yes. He is kind and caring. He loves a lot."
"Indeed. Though that is how you feel about him which is fine. But I need to have that assurance too. I need to see it with my own eyes."
Which simply ant that Xie Nuying wanted to et Jun.
Ai thought about it and nodded. She would need to ask Jun about it, but she knew he wouldn't have any problem with it.
She was about to respond when Jun climbed on the bed and snuck his arms around her waist, pulling her body against his. "Ai."
Ai stiffened. The phone was in her left hand and wasn't clearly visible with the angle she had held it on her ear.
"I have made breakfast. You must be hungry. Let's go. Also, I need to talk about sothing important with you."
Ai coughed. With the phone still on, she felt slightly nervous.
Jun frowned. "Why do you look so tense?"
She slowly revealed her phone and showed the caller ID to him.
It displayed 'Mom' and the call was ongoing.
He blinked, and his mouth ford a small O. But overall, he looked the sa. He wasn't fretting or panicking at all.
There was a long silence from the other end and when Jun couldn't take it for any longer, he took the phone from her hand. "Hello."
"...Hello."
Jun felt as if he was listening to Ai version 2.0. Ai and her mother's voices felt too similar to him.
Xie Nuying calmly said, "I wasn't aware that my daughter and you were together."
"We are," he confird without feeling any sha or embarrassnt.
"I see."
Jun narrowed his eyes. He felt her silence to be irkso. "Very respectfully, if you want to say sothing, please say it."
"...I understand she has feelings for you, but I didn't expect Ai to be so hasty with her relationship," her voice was tranquil but sharp at the sa ti.
Jun's gaze darkened. "Once again, very respectfully. You can judge or talk to however you want. That's your right because you don't know yet, and you haven't t yet. I understand if you bla for whatever has happened. But don't speak to Ai like that, or don't imply that she has done anything wrong."
There was a pause. "Why so?"
"Because she is wise and mature. She knows what she is doing better than anybody else her age. I expect her mother to be even wiser and more mature because you have given birth to her. I expect so amount of wisdom to be reflected in the genes. You should know your daughter even better than . It won't sit well with if you accuse Ai of anything. Nobody can talk to my girlfriend like that. Neither will I allow anybody from my family to hurt her nor her own."
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