After leaving the team, Xue Yang started a game on his own.
He hadn't been playing for long when a message from Xiao Naimao popped up.
"Xue Yang, what are you up to?"
"Playing a game."
"Oh."
"Class shouldn't be over yet, should it?"
Lin Xi's classes usually ended at ten, and nine on Fridays. Right now, it wasn't even eight.
"I asked my teacher to excuse me from class."
Xue Yang exited the game.
"Are you not feeling well?"
"No, I just missed you."
This girl… she's still worried about me.
A warmth spread through Xue Yang's heart.
It's a shame she lives in a dorm and can't leave campus; otherwise, I'd go pick her up from school right now.
However…
"Lying to your teacher isn't a good habit."
When did this girl learn to lie?
"Weren't you in a game?"
"I logged off."
"Ah? Get back on! I'll log on, too. After you finish this match, we can play together. I haven't played in ages, and since I already have the night off, can we just slack off for one evening? Please?"
