Pan Yang took out the bracelet and placed it directly on his textbook. Before Zhou Yang could ask, he said, "This is for you, a token of our love."
Zhou Yang looked at the bracelet; its exquisite craftsmanship suggested it must be quite valuable. "I can't accept this, especially since I don't even know your name."
"My name is Gu Panyang." Panyang said matter-of-factly, "I won't take the bracelet back. I never take back what I've given away."
Upon hearing Pan Yang's words, Zhou Yang took a deep breath and had no choice but to pick up the bracelet and put it in his pocket: "Since that's the case, let's add each other's contact information. You can message me anytime if you regret it."
Pan Yang readily took out his phone to add the contact information, and then pulled out his English book to continue reading.
Soon the class bell rang. Pan Yang propped his head up with his hand. The teacher of this subject was quite young and his teaching style was novel, but that did not prevent Pan Yang from daydreaming.
After finally getting through get out of class, Zhou Yang was seen packing up his desk and preparing to leave.
"You still have class?"
Zhou Yang looked at Pan Yang and shook his head: "No classes. Is there anything I can help you with?"
"It's nothing." Pan Yang paused for a moment before continuing, "Can't I ask you out if there's nothing wrong?"
"..." Zhou Yang was shocked. This was the first time he had ever heard such a straightforward and self-righteous statement: "I'm going to the library later, and I also have things to do this afternoon."
This could be considered an indirect rejection of Fan Yang's invitation, but Fan Yang seemed oblivious to the rejection in his words.
“Okay, let’s go together.” With that, Pan Yang picked up the textbook on the table, as if he wanted to follow Zhou Yang.
Zhou Yang opened his mouth, but ultimately said nothing.
The two arrived at the library. Zhou Yang picked out a few literary books, while Pan Yang stared blankly at his English books, looking like he was reading some famous foreign literary works.
Zhou Yang watched for a while. Although the young man next to him was just reading his book obediently, he kept looking at that person unconsciously. Half an hour passed and he had only read two pages.
After a long silence, he spoke in a low voice: "What exactly do you want?"
Hearing his voice, Pan Yang turned to look at him, his voice unhurried: "I'll stay with you."
"I don't need you to accompany me."
"It's alright, I need it." After saying that, he continued looking at the book in his hands.
Zhou Yang frowned, glanced at his book, and then, as if remembering something, her ears turned red: "You'd better not read this book." She really didn't understand where this guy got it from; it was even in English.
Upon hearing this, Pan Yang nodded, closed the book, and Zhou Yang breathed a sigh of relief. Then he saw Pan Yang take out another book from his canvas bag.
There was nothing on the cover. Zhou Yang saw him slowly open it and then glance at the contents of the book. It was in Chinese, but the type was no different from the English one.
Zhou Yang took a deep breath, took out a literary book he had chosen, and placed it in front of Pan Yang: "Take a look at this one."
Pan Yang looked at the book and shook his head: "It's too low-level, not suitable for me."
"..." Zhou Yang really couldn't understand this person's thought process. Didn't you read some low-level books?
Finally, Zhou Yang simply resisted the urge to look at Fan Yang. At noon, the two of them went to the cafeteria for lunch.
Seeing that he still had no intention of leaving, Zhou Yang felt somewhat helpless. He didn't actually have anything important to do that afternoon; he was just saying it on purpose to refuse Huan Yang's offer.
"Don't you have anything to do yourself?" Zhou Yang asked, looking at him.
Pan Yang shook his head.
Zhou Yang was speechless. Finally, he sighed and said, "Don't follow me. I have my own things to do." With that, he turned and left.
After taking a few steps, to his surprise, Huan Yang did not follow. He couldn't help but look back, and upon seeing this, he stopped in his tracks.
The man stood there, carrying a canvas bag, looking unassuming and expressionless, as if everything around him was irrelevant to him, making him appear very lonely.
"Never mind, let's go together." As soon as he finished speaking, Pan Yang lifted his foot and walked towards him.
Zhou Yang looked at him, then looked away. It was strange; why couldn't she help but want to look at this person?
Afterwards, they strolled around the pedestrian street, and Zhou Yang bought some daily necessities. He and Pan Yang also went to sit in the city park for a while before parting ways before dinner.
Zhou Yang returned to his dormitory, put his things away, took a deep breath, and sat on his bed, but his mind was filled with the image of that person.
Zhou Yang took out the bracelet from his pocket, hesitated for a long time, and finally put it on his wrist. Then he picked up his computer and decided to play some games to relax.
However, as soon as he logged in, a team invitation popped up, and he accidentally clicked "accept".
Team: The Tanking Squad.
Shangbei: Wuhu, Brother Panyang is really something, he actually managed to bring in a master.
Qingyang: Something wrong?
Panyang: Want to run the dungeon? The new one.
Xia Nan: We're still missing two people. I'll go ask in the public chat.
Zhou Yang thought for a while. The game did indeed have a new dungeon, but so far no one had cleared it. It was said that there was a mysterious reward for the first clear. He himself had been constantly being challenged by others these past few days, but he hadn't paid any attention to it.
Pan Yang: Lightly drifting?
Qingyang: Fight! No need to call for help, I'll bring people in.
Players who die first join the team, and players who are aloof and handsome join the team.
Shangbei: I've opened it.
The group then entered the dungeon, which contained three mini-bosses, one main boss, and some annoying mobs.
Shangbei: Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, I'm about to die, please heal me!
Xia Nan: You won't die if you don't rush in the monster's face.
First to die in respect: I've tried my best to heal, but oh my god, I've been locked on by the boss?
Then the mini-boss unleashed a powerful attack, wiping out the entire team.
Qingyang: Come on, be careful with your positioning when going north, and move Panyang back a bit.
Panyang: I'll listen to you.
Shangbei: Shout, I'm rebellious, I won't listen.
They then started the dungeon, but were wiped out five minutes later.
The dungeon started again, and the whole party was wiped out after six minutes, and then wiped out again after seven minutes.
[Congratulations to player 盼阳、轻飜、上北、下南、先死为敬, the cool and handsome guy, for obtaining the title "Shared Life and Death"]
Ueki: I don't want this title, thank you.
Cool and aloof handsome guy: Shall we continue?
Pan Yang: It doesn't matter, I'll listen to Qingyang.
Uebei: Oh my, Xia Nan-gege~ I'll listen to you, shall we continue~
Xia Nan: Don't force me to beat you up.
Zhou Yang looked at the messages in the group, his gaze falling on Pan Yang's words.
Lightly: the last time.
Then the dungeon will be opened.
Everyone was on high alert this time, and no one was letting their guard down. The final boss was down to its last drop of health.
Then the boss unleashed a powerful attack that wiped out the entire team once again.
This time, however, Pan Yang's computer screen suddenly went black, and he found himself on a deserted island with only Qing Yang's character beside him.
Then a message popped up.
[Congratulations, player, for triggering the hidden quest: A Thousand Years of Past Events]
Shangbei: No, where are you two, Panyang and Dashen?
Panyang: I triggered a hidden quest and can't get out.
Qingyang: Me too.
Shangbei: You're so lucky? You should be able to find a guide online. Let's wait until you're out of the dungeon before we do it.
Panyang: No problem.
After saying that, he left the team, and Zhou Yang followed suit.
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