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Sun Xiang was walking in the corridor.

Excellent Era Building has an elevator, and there are very few people taking the stairs, but Sun Xiang is really impatient to take the elevator. His footsteps are fast all the way downstairs, and his coat is filled with wind, and his heart is filled with wind.

The echo in the club hall was empty, and Sun Xiang stepped forward and opened the door.

The cold wind, sound, light and shadow rushed into his eyes, and as if he had a telepathic connection, Zhou Jialan stood under the street lamp in the distance and raised his head.

She was wrapped so tightly that Sun Xiang couldn't see her face clearly. He could only see the darkness around her and the streetlight above her head shining like a shining star.

Sun Xiang's hand holding the door handle hesitated for a moment, then slowly let go, and the glass door closed behind him.

He walked over, deliberately slowing down his pace, reaching out to fiddle with his bangs, picking up the phone, pretending to look down at his face casually.

He was not a good student when he was in school. He would sleep in get out of class and play football and games every day. The teacher would talk on the podium about his fear of being close to his hometown. He fell asleep underneath, and when he changed his position and continued sleeping, he heard the words "I don't dare to ask anyone."

I didn’t understand it at that time, I couldn’t write or remember it in the exam. It turned out to be because I didn’t have such an experience or such a person at that time.

I lost tonight. It was my first game in Excellent Era, and I lost so ugly.

Someone is scolding me online, have you seen it?

Why are you here?

Do you also think... it looks ugly for me to lose?

The further I walked, the slower I walked, and I really didn't dare to ask who was coming.

Zhou Jialan looked up at him. Sometimes it was necessary to release the system panel to provide a reason to complete the task, but sometimes it seemed that it was not necessary.

Just like now, Sun Xiang came over like a big stuffed dog that got wet. He wouldn't be pushed away if he picked him up at this time.

Zhou Jialan took two steps forward, walking faster and faster, and walked out of the short distance illuminated by the street lamp. He stood on tiptoes lightly and threw himself into Sun Xiang's arms.

Sun Xiang was stunned. There was a sudden weight in his arms. He subconsciously caught it. Zhou Jialan was very light, so it was not a burden. It would be no problem to be heavier. His muscles were well trained.

The scene of her running over was still playing over and over in my mind. Her steps were so light and her posture was so beautiful. She was like a female character in a CG game cutscene, with glowing butterflies dancing on her calves.

The system prompt sounded in Zhou Jialan's mind.

[Task: Hug Sun Xiang downstairs at Club Excellent Era.】

A green stamp of [Complete] hits it.

The mask covered Zhou Jialan's mouth, and the corners of her mouth curved, revealing a cute dimple on her cheek.

A camera was set up in the corner at some point, the lens captured this scene, and the shutter clicked.

Sun Xiang didn't notice anything. He stood there and hugged him for a while before finally asking, "Are you cold?"

He hurriedly grabbed Zhou Jialan's hand and said, "Hey, it's so cold. I'll take you for a supper."

Zhou Jialan pushed him, shook his head, and said softly, "I won't eat."

She came to hug Sun Xiang. After hugging him, she can leave.

What should I say before I leave?

Zhou Jialan tilted his head, clenched his fists and said to Sun Xiang, "Come on for the game."

Then he said, "Go to bed early and good night."

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