Chapter 2065: Longing to Return (32)
Chapter 2065: Chapter 2065: Longing to Return (32)
Chi Gui leaned on the washbasin, his head slightly bowed, mist filled the air, and the reflection in the mirror was blurred.Chi Gui slowly exhaled, scooped up some water to wash his face.
He raised his hand to wipe the mirror.
In the mirror appeared the young man’s face, slightly tinged with red after being enveloped by the mist.
The young man lightly pursed his bright lips, his eyes slightly curved, revealing a handsome smile.
But in an instant, the smile disappeared, his eyes in the mirror sharp and piercing, like an unsheathed sword.
A moment later, he lowered his gaze, and his hands, which were leaning on the washbasin, gradually clenched into fists.
Chi Gui, you have to work hard.
Chi Gui left the bathroom; Chuzheng had already ordered takeout and was doing homework while waiting for him.
Chi Gui kissed her from behind, "Baby, I’m sorry."
Chuzheng turned her head slightly, confused: "Hm?"
"Nothing." Chi Gui laughed, pulled out the chair next to her and sat down, "I won’t do that again in the future."
Chuzheng twirled her pen twice, casually saying, "As long as you don’t leave me, you can do anything." Except hitting me is not allowed!!
Chi Gui glanced at her: "You seem to..."
Chi Gui pondered his words: "It feels like we’re very familiar, as if we’ve known each other."
He wasn’t sure if it was just an illusion.
Chi Gui sometimes wondered about this.
Chuzheng raised her eyebrow, seizing the chance to ask, "Do you know ’Fanxing’?"
Chi Gui frowned, thought for a moment: "The stars in the sky?"
Chuzheng shook her head: "It’s a holographic game."
Chi Gui: "..."
Why suddenly mention a holographic game? There aren’t any holographic games on the market yet, right?
Chi Gui’s confusion was written all over his face.
So what Chuzheng said next made Chi Gui even more confused, something about the future, holographic games, and Xing Jue...
"Baby, what are you talking about?" He understood every word, but together they made no sense.
"..."
Chuzheng tossed her pen aside, pushed her notebook away, and pulled over the takeout box: "Let’s eat."
"Who is Xing Jue?" Chi Gui was inexplicably curious about this name.
"A pig."
"??"
"What were all those things you mentioned?"
Chuzheng casually made something up: "A concept game that hasn’t been released yet."