Zhao Xun smiled faintly: "Only dogs go out."
Liu Jie looked at Lu Yibei.
Lu Yibei also looked at Liu Jie.
Then the two of them looked at Zhao Xun, who chuckled coldly, ignoring them: "Fatty, I already have a premonition of a bloody storm in the canyon tonight—"
"no."
Lu Yibei asked curiously, "Didn't anyone ask you out?"
Everyone's been quite busy lately, so he hasn't been paying much attention to the development between Sun'er and Ma Jiaojiao.
"I rejected them all."
Zhao Xun leaned back in her chair and shrank back: "It's so cold, whoever wants to go out can go out."
Lu Yibei asked, "Who made the appointment?"
"Old Tang... and Zhang something... uh, they're also from the anime club. They said they're going to put together a party or something..."
Zhao Xun shrugged: "I told you frankly that I'm cold, not interested, and don't want to go out."
"Where's Xiao Ma?" Lu Yibei asked again.
Upon hearing this, both Hao Zhangwen and Liu Jie looked over.
Although they didn't say anything, their eyes clearly said, "Yeah, where's Xiao Ma?"
"I don't know."
Zhao Xun was a little annoyed. He said, "She didn't say anything when Lao Tang invited us to a gathering last night... I don't know if she's going or not. Seriously, why do you care about her?"
Lu Yibei thought for a moment:
"Could she be sick? People in her dorm have been getting fevers since last month, but Xiao Ma hasn't caught it—"
Zhao Xun didn't take it seriously, thinking, "She'll definitely come to see me herself if she's sick."
After thinking about it, I felt that given that guy's personality, if it were just a minor illness, he might come and mutter something like, "Senior—it hurts so much—Senior—I'm going to die!"
But if you're really feeling really bad, you might feel like you won't tell anyone.
"...Let me ask."
Zhao Xun took out his phone and sent a message.
【：1？】
Ma Jiaojiao replied immediately.
【：11】
[Senior, are you free tonight?]
【I have something I'd like to give you】
[Just taking up a little of your time]
Zhao Sun: ...
He doesn't look sick.
He glanced at Lao Bei, who was already listening to the lesson, but still managed a faint sound:
"dog."
"Liaobei, you motherfucker—"
That's true. If Ma Jiaojiao's illness were serious, how could this guy not know?
My uncle will definitely tell him!
Liu Jie nudged Fatty Hao with his elbow:
"There won't be any bloodshed in the canyon tonight."
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