He replied to the two good brothers first, and then Lan Jue continued to look down at the number on the interstellar communication instrument, and soon, his gaze was fixed on a number.

Feeling that Lan Jue's breath was wrong, Zhou Qianlin asked with concern, "What's wrong?" Are you okay? ”

Lan Jue shook his head with a wry smile, hesitated for a moment, and finally dialed the number.

"Doot, doot!" After two rings, a deep voice came from the other side.

"Get back after the game. Syllable! With just one sentence, the call hung up.

Lan Jue sat there in a daze, his whole body as if he had been electrocuted, and his body trembled slightly.

"Lan Jue, you ......" Zhou Qianlin hurriedly moved from the opposite side to him with concern and sat down, holding his hand. She immediately noticed that Lan Jue's hands were a little cold.

"I'm fine. Qianlin, when the game is over, would you like to go to a place with me? Lan Jue tried his best to calm down his feelings, and then asked Zhou Qianlin in a low voice.

"Hmm." Zhou Qianlin didn't ask him where he was going, so she nodded silently.

Lan Jue took a deep breath, suppressed the impulse in his heart, and shook his lower lip, recalling all the past in his mind.

Is he okay? It's time to go back.

Immediately after that, he fluctuated another number.

"Hmm." A calm voice came from the other side.