Wangsheng's face suddenly raised, and his black pupils stared directly at Yogurt. Those eyes were almost pure black. Yogurt looked at those eyes through tears. He couldn't help but lean forward, getting closer and closer. The moment his forehead touched the computer screen, Wangsheng's eyes suddenly widened, with despair on his face. Then, he returned to numbness.
The dormitory became quiet again. There were shallow breathing sounds from the other three beds. Someone was sleeping uneasily and turned over slightly.
There was no one in front of the computer desk, except for a pair of slippers. Jian Wang San's secret chat had not been read yet.
Li Wangsheng [2:42:11]: Quit the game.