Xie Hui obediently stood up and handed the book over.

As he got closer, he thought he could see the dean's appearance, but what he saw was a mask. The dean only showed a pair of eyes, looking at him coldly.

Xie Hui actually felt familiar with these eyes.

But he clearly had never met the dean.

The dean took the book, flipped through a few pages, and spoke after a long moment. "It's mine."

"You, found it in the corridor?"

Xie Hui hummed, "In the trash can in the corridor."

"Maybe someone accidentally threw them away as if they were nobody's property."

"I see..." The dean accepted the explanation, "Thank you for helping me find my book."

"What reward do you want?"

Xie Hui was stunned.

Jiang Rouxue said, "Dean, we don't want any rewards. We're too lonely and want to talk to someone. Dean, why don't you chat with us?"

Jiang Rouxue was very bold. She boldly asked to chat with the dean.

Dean: "You broke the rules tonight, and I should punish you, but you found my book for us, and I'm very happy. I will grant your request."

Jiang Rouxue was overjoyed.

"Dean, when we were taking the book, we accidentally flipped through a few pages and saw a lot of photos pasted in the book. They were all of the same person."

"Why haven't we seen her in the hospital?"

Xie Hui: "..."

Jiang Rouxue, you're being too straightforward.

The dean fell into reminiscence, "She didn't want to see me, so she hid herself."

"Where did she go?" Jiang Rouxue asked, taking advantage of the opportunity.

The dean suddenly laughed and said, "He's dead and buried in the basement of the hospital."

Jiang Rouxue: “?”

Dead?

If he died, how could they kill the person the dean loved?

Kill the corpse again?

Jiang Rouxue stared blankly at the string of information on the system, suspecting that her eyes were blurry.

"Do you think Cheng You is pretty?"

The dean spoke in a calm tone.

In the photo, Cheng You is wearing an intricate and delicate little dress, and looks pretty enough to be the class beauty.

People who turn love into hate ultimately care about the person they love. Jiang Rouxue understands people's hearts best. She said sincerely: "It looks good. Cheng You is full of vitality, like a delicate peony flower, tender but gorgeous."

The dean's tone became calmer. "Do you love yourselves?"

The problem gradually became strange.

No one doesn’t love themselves, Jiang Rouxue said, “Love.”

Xie Hui hesitated for a moment and gave the same answer as Jiang Rouxue, "Love."

The dean suddenly stood up, his eyes looking as if he was looking at a dead person.

"Love yourself? Why should I love myself?"

"You can't love yourself."

[Ding! An accident occurred in the copy! Virus invasion!]

【Attention! Virus invasion! 】

[Players, please be aware! This instance has been infected with a virus! The difficulty has increased!]

[Players please take care of yourself. The system lights a candle for you. 】

In her mind, the system's mechanical voice was broadcasting frantically, and the smile on Jiang Rouxue's face slowly faded.

His face was filled with confusion and panic.

The dean's eyes were crimson.

The dean grinned and chuckled coldly.

"You can't fall in love with yourself."