Chapter 12.1 - The Twelfth Sentence Part 1

Translator: tarararawr

PR: soi bean

The Twelfth Sentence Part 1

Pu Tao’s face turned red instantly. Her language capabilities suddenly failed, like a jammed machine.

She could only reply stiffly, “I’m at work.”

The other side paused for a moment. “What are you thinking about?”

Pu Tao rubbed one cheek and quickly denied, “I wasn’t thinking about anything.”

How could she admit it? It was obvious that she was letting her imagination roam wild, creating indulgent thoughts, holding a desire for an intimate relationship. But it was imagining something that was impossible to happen.

Cloud Dweller might be smiling. “What did you think I was going to do?”

Pu Tao’s brains exploded. “N-no! Whatever you want to do or what I want to do, I’m still at work.”

Cloud Dweller was still calm. “I’m just curious, have you ever thought about what I look like?”

Pu Tao had learned that he was good at controlling the conversation, but even then she had a tendency to be the pupil who surpassed the master. “What about you? Have you ever imagined what I look like?”

As she typed this up, she had to raise her neck with her entire body because she had no energy left and had to rely on her physical strength.

Cloud Dweller answered swiftly: “No.”

Pu Tao: “No?”

Cloud Dweller: “But now I’m starting to think about it.”

Cloud Dweller: “Because you reminded me to do it.”

Pu Tao: “…”

Her heart was beating so violently that she felt like she was suffocating.

A quirk she had in her body that made her want to escape from this was starting to take effect. “Forget it.”

She had a habit of retreating. “I may not be like what you think I am.”

Cloud Dweller gave a “hmm” and wondered, “Do you know what I think of you?”

Pu Tao was thoughtlessly confident. “No matter what you think, it’ll be different.”

Cloud Dweller said, “During the day, I heard a saying that people are visual animals.”

Pu Tao was afraid that he would make a request to see her, so she denied him at once. “I am not, I am an auditory animal.”

Cloud Dweller asked, “So you mean you just hear their voice and that’s fine?”

Pu Tao felt like she was on the road to death, and she began to panic. “For the time being.”

What she meant was that if she was allowed to talk face to face with Cloud Dweller, then she would definitely be terrified and unable to utter a word. She would never be able to handle the conversation as well as she did on the Internet.

It was suddenly quiet on the other side.

Pu Tao became nervous.

After a while, the man finally sent a message to dispel her doubts.

He asked, “What time do you get off work?”

Pu Tao let out a deep sigh. She glanced at the time in the lower right corner of the monitor. “Around 9.”

He asked another question. “When are you free?”

Pu Tao replied: “10:30.”

Pu Tao became guarded like she was prey. “What do you want to do?”

Cloud Dweller responded without hesitation, “Can you make a voice call? Or give me your cell phone number?”

Pu Tao’s heart tightened all of a sudden and she couldn’t breathe easily.

Oh, no.

She almost pounded the table. Her voice was so bad that she did not have the courage or the desire to expose herself so quickly.

She was worried that as soon as Cloud Dweller heard her say something, his imagination of her would shatter and then he would really ignore her.

A person with a good voice should also like a person with a good voice. It was just like how a dentist would find a partner with perfect teeth.

Pu Tao didn’t reply.

She should have known that this day would come where she would need to take off her disguise, reveal herself, and tell the whole story.

But could this day come a little later?

Pu Tao wanted to cry but tears didn’t come out. She held her cell phone as if she was holding a clothes iron. It scalded the bottom of her heart.

After that, Pu Tao did the one thing she hated to do the most: pretend to be dead. She evaded the problem and technically disappeared.

On the way home, she was agitated. Her heart was hanging a thousand miles in the air, and could fall and be broken to pieces at any time.

Cloud Dweller didn’t message her again.

Back in the apartment, Pu Tao didn’t eat. After washing up, she fell onto her mattress and stared at the ceiling in a daze.

She didn’t know how to describe this feeling that her online love, which hadn’t even officially started, had been declared dead.

My heart hurts.

Pu Tao sniffled. Today was like a rollercoaster. During the day she was in the clouds, during the night she was in a quagmire.

If only she had a bright and sweet girlish voice.

Pu Tao was extremely nervous on the inside. She held her cell phone and stared at the chat box where there were no new messages. She wanted to do something to fix it, but she didn’t know what was suitable to say.

She opened Taobao and began to search for a voice changer.

It showed a lot of results.

She couldn’t stop ridiculing herself. Pu Tao, you— a woman— want to use a voice changer. Do you want him to die laughing?

After reading the reviews from the buyers, she became lonely and worried.

She sat up sadly and returned back to Wechat.

After hesitating for a long time, she typed a question. She asked softly, “Are you asleep?”

Her heart twitched when she saw the man’s reply.

He said, “No.”

Although it was only one word, in her mind, the word broke into two pieces of ice and barely scraped past her cheek.

She thought that he seemed angry.

She only hoped that she was just overthinking.

Pu Tao pursed her lips. “About that… Can I ask you a question?”

The feeling of inferiority arrived without a reason, but it was to be expected. “Are you an auditory animal?”

Cloud Dweller: “No.”

Pu Tao’s mind cleared up a bit. “You’re not?”

Cloud Dweller: “Mhm.”

Pu Tao: “Then why do you want to call me?”

Cloud Dweller: “…”

His ellipsis was hard to understand.

Cloud Dweller was going to laugh, “Because you are an auditory animal.”