Three months after our breakup, my ex-boyfriend suddenly called.
“The bar is empty, Xixi. Why haven’t you come to pick me up yet?”
My eyes welled up instantly. Fighting back a sob, I asked him in a low voice where he was. A burst of wild laughter suddenly erupted from the other end of the line. He gasped for air between fits of giggles.
“Are you stupid? I’m playing Truth or Dare, for fuck’s sake!” A sob escaped my throat. “You can call me whatever you want, Gu Ye, as long as you come home with me.”
The other end of the line went dead silent… “Dammit, who the hell is Gu Ye?”