The incident originated from a Nintendo Switch game.
That is, Luigi's Haunted House.
There are console game stores near Jiangda University—the kind of "internet cafes" that have PS5s, NSs, and a few arcade machines.
They also offer cartridge rental services.
But after Zhao Xun went around, he found that there was no "Luigi's Haunted House".
It wasn't that we absolutely had to go to a haunted house; it was simply because Lu Yibei brought the NS over after the end of the semester, and there wasn't much time left in the semester.
The Haunted House has a 15-hour playthrough, making it the most suitable game to complete.
The Paper Mario game that the store was so enthusiastically recommending would take about 30 hours to complete, which was simply not enough time.
Lao Bei said he could borrow his Nintendo Switch for the New Year, but he didn't want to have to come back to Hangzhou to return the game cartridges after finishing the game.
--trouble.
So I searched for a game store that had "Haunted House".
It's a bit far from Jiangnan University, located in Hubin i77.
However, to avoid future troubles, Zhao Xun, a professional homebody who rarely goes out, was happy to make a special trip for this.
He did nothing unnecessary.
After returning the game cartridges, I planned to leave.
The i77 is quite large.
Even outside of holidays, there is a large flow of customers.
However, Zhao Xun was not interested in it.
He didn't find it lively; in fact, he found it a bit noisy.
With his hands in his pockets, his mouth buried under his snow-white scarf, and his windbreaker hood up, he weaved through the crowd.
Whenever this happens, Zhao Xun imagines himself as a Brotherhood assassin hidden among the masses.
—Brutal, cold-blooded, indifferent, and so on.
—A second-year middle school student.
But wouldn't everyone have this thought at some point?
"...Huh? Isn't this...?"
"ah?"
Immediately afterwards, Zhao Xun's swift and unstoppable steps were stopped by a familiar voice.
He looked up.
Across the flow of people in front.
He spotted the muscular girl standing opposite him at a glance.
—Ma Jiaojiao.
She wore a chestnut wool coat, a dark brown scarf around her neck, and large-framed glasses that covered most of her face, making her face appear round and soft.
Perhaps because it was a bit chilly in the winter, her cheeks appeared somewhat flushed.
Ma Jiaojiao is indeed quite large for a girl.
With just one glance, her image filled Zhao Xun's pupils.
Zhao Xun: "...Huh?"
He suddenly remembered that he had asked the fat man before.
"What do you think is the probability that I'll run into the same girl twice in a row at school?"
Now.
—"What are the odds of running into her on the i77 with its 100,000 passengers?"
Zhao Sun was a little confused at first.
But when he saw that Ma Jiaojiao was also watching him, he gradually came to his senses and raised his hand to greet her:
"you also--"
He would take the initiative to greet him, mainly to guard against this guy's neurotic calls like "Senior, didn't you see me?"
With so many people around, if she dared to say something like that, it would definitely make Zhao Xun's scalp tingle.
See, it's very effective.
After I greeted her, the big girl not only didn't make a sound, but she was also very quiet.
But... it's more accurate to say they're too quiet, even a bit too well-behaved.
"Hmm? Jiaojiao, your friend?"
"A classmate? Which one—oh."
Then, Zhao Xun realized just how outrageous his mistake had been.
Guangguang told Fatty that Ma Jiaojiao would be accompanying her parents to visit West Lake today.
By chance, I forgot—she was still strolling around West Lake with her parents!
—Damn it! Your mother! What the hell!
"—Damn it, where's the hole? Let me crawl in there!"
The first person to look at Zhao Xun was a middle-aged woman, probably in her forties, wearing a black down jacket.
Her face shape is somewhat similar to Ma Jiaojiao's.
Xiao Ma doesn't have the looks of a beautiful young girl. Her mother, after years of life, has become the kind of ordinary aunt you'd see on the street.
As for the uncle next to the aunt, he wasn't particularly handsome. He had a square face, which made him look very upright, and he was quite tall and broad, about 1.8 meters.
It seems that Ma Jiaojiao inherited her mother's looks and her father's bone structure.
"Um."
Since things had come to this, Ma Jiaojiao had no choice but to introduce him to her parents. She came up with a plausible identity: "Zhao Xun, a senior in my anime club, a sophomore this year—um…"
She looked at Zhao Sun.
Even Ma Jiaojiao, in this situation, only felt so embarrassed that she wanted to pick her toes...
So even though she saw Zhao Xun, she didn't intend to greet him—she just subconsciously exclaimed in surprise after recognizing him, and then fell silent.
But who would have thought that the usually ruthless senior Zhao Sun would take the initiative to raise his hand today?
And to make matters worse, we ran into him at this time.
—What a coincidence?? Huh??
Zhao Xun was as cold as ice and as sharp as a hedgehog.
But that applies to peers, or rather, to complete idiots.
He is a very polite child in front of his elders.
Otherwise, his grandmother wouldn't have kept thinking about his hometown of Chaocheng Kuaile in Laobei since he visited it last year.
so.
1. Run.
Second, go and say hello.
The choice before him seemed to be two, but for Zhao Xun, it was impossible to choose only one.
Despite the pressure of feeling numb, he arrived in front of Ma Jiaojiao's parents.
Ma Jiaojiao couldn't help but twitch her lips.
Senior!
Why are you looking at me like that?! Do you think I want to?!
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