Han Shiqing pretended to be calm and playful: "Why don't you come in person so that I can give you a hug? You hiding like this makes me think wildly."
Bo Qixiao gritted his teeth and said nothing.
Han Shiqing continued: "Bo Qixiao, don't hang up the phone. I'm going to ask you a question. You answer it truthfully. You will tell me later. You must be able to take responsibility."
Bo Qixiao said: "Okay, you can ask."
Han Shiqing sat down and asked with a trembling voice: "Did anyone force you?"
Bo Qixiao took a deep breath in a low voice and said, "No!" She knew that even if there was even a hint of hesitation in her tone, Han Shiqing would hear it, and by then she would no longer have the courage to make this decision today.
Han Shiqing clenched her phone tightly and asked, "Are you sick? The kind that will lead to death if not cured."
Bo Qixiao said: "No."
Han Shiqing said coldly: "After the last question is asked, let's end it!"
Bo Qixiao said nothing.
Han Shiqing asked: "You just want to leave, right? You can't stand it anymore, or you don't like it, or you just find it boring, right?"
Bo Qixiao gritted his teeth and said, "Yes, you are right, I just find it boring."
Han Shiqing seemed to suddenly look away and said with a smile: "Okay, then you can leave. You don't have to come back again."
Han Shiqing thought for a while and then said: "Finally, I wish you success in your studies, a smooth career, and a happy family."
Bo Qixiao: "Okay, thank you."