Then I felt a little shy and timid for no reason.

What's wrong with me?

Why should I come to him?

Should I remind him that I'm here?

The courage I had when I went out disappeared at this moment, leaving only anxiety and random thoughts.

Lin Qingxuan stood quietly behind Chen Zhihe.

…

It feels like I haven't touched the keyboard in a long time, and my fingers don't quite follow the instructions.

But the inertia of consciousness forced his fingers to adapt to this unfamiliar inertia, and Chen Zhihe's fingers became numb.

However, the time at night is limited, and it is impossible to go back too late, otherwise you will definitely not be able to get up during the day, and people will not be able to bear it.

So typing must be fast.

Finally, I finished organizing the mind map I made on my notebook earlier. Looking at the results of a week and a half of organizing the book, I finished it in just over an hour. Chen Zhihe felt full of accomplishment.

It's just too cold.

Chen Zhihe planned to go back. He originally thought it would take a long time, but he underestimated his hand speed.

After rubbing his hands, Chen Zhihe pushed the chair back.

Suddenly, he felt something was not right, so he stood up and looked back.

He was shocked!

From the bright computer screen to the dark place, he didn't see anything clearly.

But he was very sure that there was a person behind him now.

A man with long hair.

"Fuck."

Chen Zhihe, who was in a daze after staying up late, almost couldn't breathe.

persist in!
Chapter completed!