Hung up the phone.
Fang Yi made himself another cup of tea, just as Gui Ziyue and Di Xiaotong walked in. Because Fang Yi hadn't asked Qian'er to close the door, they immediately saw Fang Yi lying on the sofa in the living room.
At that moment, Fang Yi was extremely lazy, with his feet on the coffee table, his head resting on his hands, staring at the ceiling as if deep in thought.
Gui Ziyue and Di Xiaotong dared not make much noise, quietly walking into the living room.
Fang Yi suddenly said, "If you want a drink, help yourself. If you want a soda, go downstairs and buy it yourself, and buy me a pack of cigarettes while you're at it."
The main point of these words was that Fang Yi needed someone to go buy cigarettes for him.
Di Xiaotong came up to Fang Yi and then reached out his hand.
"What?"
