"...No." Su Mingan never thanked the suspicious women for the food they served.

"Okay..." After asking this question, Shen Xue turned around and left.

It was as if he just came to see what he was doing.

Scattered classmates came in one after another, yawning, and the afternoon classes had arrived.

In the afternoon, it was physics, chemistry, biology and mathematics. When the physics teacher came up, he started to draw the movements of small balls on the blackboard. The sound came out through the microphone, like a sleepy person. Su Mingan felt that his spirit was really tired, even though

Shen Xue's eyes on the right were always cold, but he still couldn't help but lie down on the table and fell asleep.

In his sleep, he always felt a faint scent of roses lingering on the tip of his nose. This fragrance soothed him, and he fell asleep for many classes without realizing it.

What he didn't see was that the page pressed by his arm revealed a section of the folded title page.

On it, the name "Shen Xue" was written all over.

Shen Xue on the side turned her head sideways, with a deep smile on her face.

…

It was a very deep sleep, and it seemed that Su Mingan had not slept so well in a long time.

The scent of roses has always been there, and my thoughts have been as heavy as a blur. For a moment, the fuzzy thoughts sobered up for a moment, and then they started to rise like a burning fire.

He gained some clarity of consciousness and tried to focus on his heavy eyelids, trying to break through the line that blocked the light——

The field of vision suddenly widened.

The world seemed to be glowing with color again, and when he opened his eyes again, he was showered with bright sunlight.

He rubbed his eyes, sat up from the table, yawned, and saw that there was no student in the classroom.

...How long have you been sleeping for?

He immediately became alert and looked at the clock on the top of the classroom and saw the hands pointing to twelve o'clock.

……at noon?

There was a large swath of bright sunshine outside the window, and even the window sill was sparkling. It was obvious that it was daytime.

Before going to bed, it was the first class in the afternoon... According to this time point, is it possible that he slept here until the next day?

But if he had slept, not to mention Wang Xingkong, at least Lu Shu would come to call him. But he looked at the private messages on the system panel and found that the chat with Lu Shu was still at the time of copying homework.

He glanced at the barrage. Today's barrage was also very cheerful, as if he didn't care that he had slept for so long:

[Are you going to have a science class in the afternoon? I’m really looking forward to Ming An’s confused look on his face]

[It’s another day of talking to myself every day... I don’t know when this b will be able to raise his eyes and look at us...]

[Never interact with anchors, bad reviews (dog head)]

[There is another movement in the main god space today, it seems that some kind of blue helmet force is going to be formed or something]

[I am seeking marriage through a live broadcast room. I am 20 years old. I have a house and a cat. I have a garden room in the center of the main god space 376 server. I have 300+ points in savings. I am looking for a girlfriend. I want a good and natural temperament. I like cats and play LOL...]

[Publish an advertisement, Ming An’s support group association is recruiting casual players, all kinds of literary and painting masters, and millionaire editors! As long as you like Ming An’an, you are welcome to come and have fun together, we will be good friends forever!]

[Sit in the lighthouse support group. I am a senior expert in lighthouse theory. I am good at editing... no, I am good at dealing with all kinds of moral kidnapping with all kinds of words and lanterns. I am absolutely the leader of moral kidnapping in the World Forum...]

【……】

This is what these barrages do every day. Because they can't get a response from him, they have long learned to talk to themselves. They talk about useless trivial things every day, making the live broadcast room just like chatting with the world.

While packing his schoolbag, he wanted to go out and take a look, but suddenly he realized something was wrong.

...After reading the red-sealed diary yesterday, he clearly put it in his schoolbag.

Why can’t I see... in my schoolbag now?

He immediately clicked on the system backpack column and suddenly saw the red leather diary lying quietly in the backpack space.

A slight cold sweat ran across his forehead, and some bad emotions arose in his heart.

He opened the diary.

--It's completely empty inside.

Except for the absence of blood, there is not even a trace of water being poured on it. It is a clean diary.

He seemed to have thought of something, and then, an uncontrollable sense of crisis spread down his back, like a flood opening out of control.

"--What are you looking at?"

A soft, gentle female voice came from the back of the neck, blowing out a stream of hot breath scented with roses.

Su Mingan turned her head slightly stiffly and looked into Shen Xue's shining glass eyes.

His fingertips moved slightly, and a private message was sent to Lu Shu.

[Su Mingan: What day is it today to enter the dungeon? 】

"Ding dong!"

There was a reply quickly.

[Lu Shu: What’s wrong? 】

…

"Ding dong!"
Chapter completed!