Enchantment high degree favorability acquisition log

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    The knotweed sat next to me. He looked a little tired, didn't talk much, and didn't seem to be active in the past. After getting in the car, he simply asked about the situation. After learning that everyone was fine, he couldn't help leaning against the car. The window panes fell asleep.

    Fu Hei sat quietly in the co-pilot the whole time. I was full of doubts but didn't know how to speak, so I could only stare at the ends of his unruly hair.

    After looking at it for a while, I turned my eyes to the rear-view mirror again, and I could see a little of Megumi's eyebrows from my angle.

    He was sharp this time - we glanced at each other in the rearview mirror.

    Fu Heihui seemed to have finally sorted out his thoughts, his expression was tense, and he turned his head as if planning to say something to me.

    But at this moment, the phone in my pocket suddenly buzzed.

    With an apologetic expression, I picked up my phone and glanced at it, it was actually Xia Youjie.

    And the strangest thing, it turned out to be a video call.

    I looked left and right, and first asked the knotweed to borrow his earphones - they hadn't been broken, and the quality was too good, so I silently wrote down the brand.

    I plugged in the earphones, and then I pressed the connect button.

    The phone screen went black, and I almost thought it was a prank, but soon I found out that it was because Xia Youjie didn't point the camera at his face at all, and that black patch was his uniform.

    The sound of his messy breathing came through the earphones.

    "Xiayou-kun?" I took the initiative to speak a little uneasy.

    Hearing this name, Fu Heihui, who was sitting in the front row, sat up subconsciously.

    About five seconds later, Xia Youjie's repressed voice came from there: "...Qiannai, where are you now?"

    "Uh." My eyes wandered for a second, and I decided to lie.

    "I'm shopping with Huzhangjun." The sleepy Huzhang next to him opened his eyes and glanced at me innocently.

    I pretended not to see it and continued to act righteous.

    "What's wrong?" I couldn't help but leaned closer to the screen, as if I could see the situation on his side through my phone.

    "Is there a problem with the mission?" I couldn't help but start to diverge my thoughts.

    "...No, the mission went well."

    Xia Youjie's voice was low, as if trying to suppress a certain emotion, which made people feel uneasy.

    "I'll be back soon, you'll be waiting for me at the high school this time, won't you?"

    This question is very strange.

    I was a little confused, but I nodded my head at the camera blankly: "Hmm."