Chapter 12.2 - The Twelfth Sentence Part 2

Translator: tarararawr

PR: soi bean

The Twelfth Sentence Part 2

It turned out to be because of her. However, Pu Tao was about to cry. Her churning emotions tormented her: “If it’s your voice, can I not speak?”

Cloud Dweller: “Tell me why.”

Pu Tao was not going to avoid it any longer. “I will be honest with you. I was just searching for a voice changer… It’s funny, right? It’s because I don’t think my voice is in line with your preferences. I’m afraid you’ll be disappointed.

She was serious and honest: “I have listened to all your radio dramas, the female leads you act with are very cute and have a good voice, I don’t.”

Cheng Su was completely at a loss for words.

From the moment he saw the words “voice changer”, he began to laugh. Her unexplained disappearance made him a bit confused and annoyed, but at this moment, those feelings were swept away.

He knew nothing about his preferences before.

But now it was different. At this second, this night, he finally came to a realization.

He was actually a feeling animal.

Probably because the other side did not get a prompt reply, she asked a question carefully, as if she was lightly tugging his sleeve: “… Are you still there?”

Cheng Su’s thumb paused on the screen and then he firmly pressed call.

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The cell phone began to ring abruptly. Pu Tao was so scared that she almost threw her phone away.

It was not easy to calm herself down. Pu Tao trembled as she pressed answer.

She was so nervous that she held her breath out of fear that the other side might hear a hint of how she was not cute at all.

She could only hear his breathing. It had some differences from the livestream. It was more real, but also more intimate, as if he was right at her ears.

She held her breath to the point of almost dying. Her lungs were in a state of emergency. Pu Tao put the phone far away and took a deep breath.

Cloud Dweller suddenly said, “You don’t have to talk.”

Pu Tao covered her mouth.

I’ll listen carefully .

No matter how many times she listened to it, she wanted to sing praises for this treasure found on earth and publish it in the newspaper for recognition.

The lips behind the hand rose into a big smile.

Pu Tao’s heart was beating at full speed, and she was in urgent need of an oxygen tank.

Perhaps he realized that her end was silent, so he had a smile and his seriousness faded.

She didn’t know if it was the perfect control of his tone, or if he was really relaxed, but when he spoke again, Cloud Dweller’s voice was more easygoing and loose. It still contained a deadly command: “Type. Hm, so you really want to listen to my stand up comedy.”

Pu Tao immediately minimized the computer screen and lightly poked the keyboard. “I’m listening.”

She was listening.

At the same time, she was having a heart attack that could make her die on the spot. It was like the big bang happening or fireworks shooting in her eardrums.

Now, a moment of silence.

Cloud Dweller also seemed to be embarrassed: “I don’t know what to say.”

Pu Tao listened like she was intoxicated and dizzy. She typed: “Anything is fine.”

She liked everything.

She now looked like a wretched little thief, secretly hiding the brilliance of her god in her pocket.

He sighed slightly, “It’s better if I hang up.”

Pu Tao begged, “No, please.”

In the end, Cloud Dweller ended the call.

What happened?

He stopped after trying a bit?

Pu Tao was not happy when she asked him, “You hung up?”

Cloud Dweller: “Well, I didn’t know what to say.”

Pu Tao had her doubts: “But you’re such a smooth talker when you livestream.”

Cloud Dweller: “Do you want to beg more?”

Pu Tao immediately surrendered: “Do not dare, do not dare, I 1 do not dare.”

Pu Tao seized the chance to win an inch when she wanted a mile: “If you didn’t hang up, then I might have had some hope for you to say that line.”

Cloud Dweller: “Which one?”

Pu Tao: “Just that line—the one urging the female lead to sleep. It’s my white moonlight 2 . Do you remember?”

Cloud Dweller: “Oh, I remember.”

His reaction was indifference.

Pu Tao did not force him to say it. They chatted for half an hour as usual. The troubles and misunderstandings that occurred during the day dissipated while they talked.

After saying good night to each other, Pu Tao thought she could finally calm down and sleep.

But she still tossed and turned and couldn’t sleep.

Bubble blowing 3 really had a serious effect on her life.

Thus, she grabbed her phone again and started scrolling through Weibo.

She clicked on Cloud Dweller’s Weibo. He still had a homepage that was clean and free of extraneous information.

After thinking about it, she began to give each of his posts a like. The more she did it, the more excited she got to the point where she wasn’t able to stop.

After liking the last one, she returned to her home page. Pu Tao noticed that there was a new notification in the message bar below:

Cloud Dweller

[Voice Message]

Pu Tao took a breath. Her heart trembled slightly as she clicked it.

Her smile began to grow again, and she could not restrain herself at all.

She held her breath and pressed it again.

Oh, the voice she longed for, the lines she dreamed about.

“Why don’t you go to bed? I won’t call you tomorrow.”

For the ending, he finished his performance by pretending to be angry.

“You’re still liking things? Go to sleep!”

She hit the pillow to ease the thrill in her heart. Pu Tao pretended to reply calmly, and was the thief shouting to catch the thief 4 : “You’re not asleep yet. You’re still following what I do.”

Cloud Dweller took this time to send a direct message: “Your likes bother me.”

Pu Tao: “Oh oh oh.”

She was successful in becoming the villain who gained the upper hand. “Will you still call me tomorrow?”

A screenshot of an alarm came from Cloud Dweller: “8?”

Pu Tao grinned and couldn’t control herself: “A little earlier.”

Cloud Dweller: “7:30?”

Pu Tao: “I thought you didn’t get up early? “

Cloud Dweller didn’t try to stop her: “Maybe fate will make it happen.”

The author has something to say:

Let me see who will crack a smile first.

Footnotes

She’s using a form of “I” for when you talk to a master 白月光 (báiyuèguāng) – White moonlight is a man’s first love that he is unable to forget Another way of saying a girl is chasing after a boy 贼喊捉贼 (zéihǎnzhuōzéi) – idiom that means to accuse somebody of misdeeds and shift the blame away from himself.