"Boss, no, no, no, just now the little white pigeon sent a letter of challenge." Rice cake hurriedly pushed open the door and held the envelope in his hand in front of Qiao Jia.

Qiao Jia took the letter a little embarrassed, lowered his head and did not speak.

Just now, the eaves hugged him from behind and asked for a phone, and he thought it was nothing, but when he heard the sound of rice cakes yelling outside, he was so frightened that he pushed the eaves out at once. Seeing that there were two more people in the room, I didn't know where to put my hands and feet.

"Poof", the face demon leaning on the door frame laughed, his eyes swept back and forth on Qiao Jia and the eaves, looking ambiguous.

Seeing the face demon's reaction, Qiao Jia was even more embarrassed, and a hot breath rushed straight to his cheeks, and he couldn't suppress it.

At this time, the rice cake realized that the atmosphere in the room was wrong, and he touched the back of his head and looked at all the people in the circle. I really couldn't see anything wrong, so I had to stand aside and not speak.

As soon as he received Qiao Jia's online prompt sound, he saw a little white dove fly into the bright moon night, and the envelope it brought was exactly the same as the Xiangyulou challenge book opposite, and the stimulating rice cake rushed into Qiao Jia's room without thinking about it. Now he suspected that this strange feeling was brought by himself, so he stood aside and did not speak.

"What is it?" Eaves stared at the crumpled paper in Qiao Jia's hand, diverting everyone's attention.

Qiao Jia blushed and couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to get into, but the eaves' words made the face demon no longer look at him like this, and he was greatly relieved.

Qiao Jia stretched out his hand only to find that he was holding a mess of paper in his hand, and immediately unfolded it in a hurry, and when he found it unharmed, he carefully opened it.

Qiao Jia read the contents of the letter, his face was half darkened, and he looked at the rice cake with a little helplessness.

"What's wrong? Who sent the challenge letter? The rice cake was stunned by Qiao Jia, and came to Qiao Jia's side to check the contents of the paper.

After reading it, the rice cake was a little embarrassed, touched his nose, and said with a smile: "Hehe, it turned out that it wasn't a challenge book!" ”。

The face demon walked in from the doorway, and asked as he walked, "I really thought that I was so nervous about the rice cakes that I didn't have a long eye again." Now it's not a challenge book, so what is it? ”。

"An invitation from the Sword Ming Pavilion. It says that Putuo City will officially open tomorrow, let's go shopping. Joga handed the letter to the Mask Demon and explained its contents again.

"Yo, I didn't expect the relationship between the little boss and Jianming Pavilion to be so good, it seems that the bright moon night is indeed a good place." The Mask Demon read the letter and gave it back to Joga.

Qiao Jia smiled awkwardly and said, "Hehe, it's okay!" ”。

The face demon had just joined the bright moon night, and he didn't know that the city building token was from him, and now looking at him with some surprise, Qiao Jia swallowed back what he wanted to tell him.

Forget it, you'll find out later.

"We're going, aren't we?" The rice cake had bright eyes and looked at Qiao Jia expectantly.

Qiao Jia was numb by his scalp, and looked at the eaves for help.

Wei Wei smiled and said, "Go." ”。

The rice cake that was affirmed was satisfied, shouted long live, and then retired with the three of them and went offline to sleep.

The face demon touched his chin, looked at the two of them for a while, and said with a smile: "Then I'll go offline first, so I won't bother you." ”。

Wait, what's the bother!!

After the face demon left, only Joga and the eaves were left in the room. The eaves didn't speak, Qiao Jia had to stand in place, like a primary school student who was punished by the head teacher, how awkward it looked.

Wei smiled and said, "Don't worry, nothing happened on the bright moon night today." ”。

Qiao Jia was stunned, a little warm in his heart, sure enough, he understood himself very well, even if he didn't say it, he could see his worries.

Qiao Jia nodded with a smile and said, "Well, thank you." ”。

"You're welcome, everyone is very conscious."

yes, Joga didn't come today. Although everyone was worried, everyone did their part, and there was no cause of chaos at all.

The two got off the line, and the bright moon night turned into a quiet building again.

Joga sat up from the bed, moved his hands and feet, looked at his roommate who was lying peacefully on the other beds, sighed, lifted the quilt and lay down again to cover himself.

Qiao Jia looked at the faint crack in the ceiling and began to think differently.

When there was no game last semester, Joga would always listen to them chat in the evenings, occasionally interjecting a few words, or listening to the sound of their keyboards clicking on the game. Now everyone is there, but I feel a little lonely!

"Ding Dong", Qiao Jia's mobile phone rang a prompt tone. He picked up the mobile phone next to him, and when he opened it, it was a text message from an unknown number.

Click on it and take a look, it reads: Good night.

When Qiao Jia saw these two words, he immediately reacted to who sent them, and it was only possible that he had just known about his phone number.

Thinking like this, an irrepressible heartbeat quietly rose, turned into a seed, sown in a place that Qiao Jia himself didn't know, and quietly waited to grow up under the moisture of the sun and rain.

Qiao Jia rubbed the screen of his mobile phone, silently typed the word good night in response, and then saved the unfamiliar number, thought about it, he didn't know his name yet, so he wrote the name in the game.

After waiting for a few minutes, the eaves didn't reply to the text message, and Qiao Jia guessed that he might be asleep, so he put down his phone and closed his eyes.

On the other side of City B, there is an unknown hill on which stand several villas that are very far apart. The whole forest fell asleep in the cold night wind, and only one house shone brightly, indicating that its owner was still awake.

In the brightly lit room, a man sat upright in a chair, his eyes lowered to block the flickering white light of the computer, his fingers skillfully fluttering on the keyboard. It wasn't until midnight that he stopped.

The man turned off the computer, leaned back in his chair tiredly, moved his hand joints and rubbed his temples. Suddenly, he sat up suddenly, as if he remembered something important, and hurriedly grabbed the mobile phone on the side to check.

It's off......

No wonder he never heard the phone ring, it turned out to be out of battery. Silently took out the charger and plugged it in, and turned it back on. A new, unread text message arrives on the phone.

The corners of the man's mouth slowly hooked, and his eyes stared at the "good night" on the screen gently. Suppress the urge to reply to the other party's message, and look at it a few more times before turning off the phone.

It's a little bit, he's such a regular person, he must have fallen asleep by now!

The man picked up the cold coffee on the table, stood up and walked to the small balcony outside, looking at the already brightly lit City B outside. I took a slight sip of coffee, it was very bitter, but it had a hint of sweetness in the aftertaste. Such a taste made him reluctant to put down the cup, and occasionally took a light sip to taste its sweetness.