After saying this, Sang Zhi acted as if nothing had happened, holding a flashlight and wandering in the direction of the podium. She didn't hear any movement from Duan Jiaxu for a long time, so she couldn't help but look back.

I found that he was still standing there, lowered his eyes, turned off the flashlight, and then said: "Kissing?"

The already dark room became even darker.

His entire body was hidden in the darkness, and his expression was unclear.

Sang Zhi felt that this matter had to be discussed in advance, otherwise she would kiss him directly, which would feel disrespectful. For the sake of fairness, she decided not to let Duan Jiaxu see her expression, and squatted behind the podium: "Yeah."

Duan Jiaxu laughed softly: "Are you notifying me?"

Sang Zhi turned the flashlight down and noticed that there was a number under the podium. She wrote down the number, thought about it, and replied: "If you feel today is not appropriate, you don't have to do it if you don't want to."

"I think it's quite appropriate," Duan Jiaxu said very gentlemanly, "Do you take the initiative or should I?"

Sang Zhi stood up and said seriously: "Of course I do."

"Okay." Duan Jiaxu thought for a moment and asked bluntly and politely, "Can you stick out your tongue?"

"..." Sang Zhi lost her grip on the flashlight and fell to the ground. She picked it up again and answered calmly, "No."

Duan Jiaxu did not raise any objection: "Come here."

"If we don't kiss now," Sang Zhi emphasized, "we have to play the game first. This one costs fifty yuan. And there are cameras, just like in a movie theater, you can see everything."

"Then you told me so early," Duan Jiaxu turned on the flashlight again and said in a mocking tone, "are you trying to make me anxious?"

"..."

Sang Zhi pretended not to hear: "I found two numbers."

Duan Jiaxu came over, handed her a piece of paper, and said softly: "The location is marked on it, you can press it to find it. It corresponds to 1, 2, 3, and 4, which together should be the password for the lock under the podium."

"..." Sang Zhi felt like he was cheating, "How did you know?"

Duan Jiaxu's voice was full of laughter: "This is not too difficult."

Sang Zhi followed the positions drawn on the paper and looked for them one by one: "Then why didn't you tell me just now?"

"I see you like playing," Duan Jiaxu said leisurely, "I originally wanted to play with you slowly to give you a sense of participation in the game, but now my brother wants to go out early."

After finding the four numbers, Sang Zhi turned on the light, a little confused: "Do you know how to get out?"

Duan Jiaxu hummed quietly.

"It's been less than twenty minutes since I came in." Sang Zhi felt bored and pushed him down on one of the chairs, "Forget it, stop playing, just sit here. I'll play by myself, so don't remind me.

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"..." Duan Jiaxu said amusedly, "How come you, a little girl, are so authoritarian?"

Sang Zhi said nothing. She walked to the podium and opened the lock. She took out the things inside and muttered: "You obviously haven't found all the clues yet, and you still say you know how to get out."

Duan Jiaxu: "Bring it over and let me take a look."

Sang Zhi handed him the folder in his hand hesitantly.

Duan Jiaxu glanced at it: "There is another box in the drawer over there. After you unzip this, it will be——"

"..." Sang Zhi took the folder back, "Just stay quiet."

There is only a piece of paper in the folder with four sentences on it.

It should be a riddle.

Sang Zhi sat on the chair next to him and thought.

Duan Jiaxu propped up his chin and looked at her sideways: "Why don't you play with me anymore?"

"You will make me feel," Sang Zhi said, "that my fifty yuan was wasted."

"..."

"And you can, why can't I?" Sang Zhi felt that his behavior was blatantly trampling on her IQ, and she was a little unhappy, "I just don't play enough."

Duan Jiaxu waited patiently: "Okay."

He stretched his legs and hooked them under her chair, reminding lazily: "Just don't forget."

The riddle was not difficult, and it took Sang Zhi a few minutes to solve it. She stood up and began to flip through the newspaper on the table behind her, thinking to herself: "Is this useful..."

Duan Jiaxu: "Yes."

"..." Sang Zhi turned around, "I didn't ask you."

Even though he answered like that, he said that, so Sang Zhi still checked it carefully subconsciously. She looked up again and looked at several graduation photos for a long time, and there were names corresponding to them below.

She thought seriously and spent more than ten minutes on this part.

Duan Jiaxu glanced at the time: "The time is almost up."

"Extra time can be allowed." Sang Zhi looked back at him and saw him sitting there like an uncle, as if he was in control of the whole situation. She pursed her lips and said in a more pointed tone, "Can I tell the boss that I can add more time?"

When alone."

"..."

Finally, Sang Zhi relied on her own efforts to find the key and left the room.

The two walked out, handed their school cards back to the boss, and took back their mobile phones. After listening to the boss telling the story clearly and responsibly, they left the store.

Sang Zhi still had some unfinished thoughts: "It's quite scary to think about it this way."

Duan Jiaxu: "Huh?"

Sang Zhi: "The plot is that a student was subjected to campus violence and later couldn't bear it and committed suicide. Then we were the perpetrators, so we were invited to attend the class reunion."

"Um."

"Thinking about it this way, don't you think that classroom is quite weird?" Sang Zhi said, "We just turned off the lights. If I had known the background of the story in advance, I would not dare to turn it off."

Duan Jiaxu looked at her with straight eyes and hummed softly.

"So why are you bullying others?" Sang Zhi thought to herself, "Can't we just live a good life?"

The two of them returned to the campus from outside the school and walked towards Sang Zhi's dormitory building.

Along the way, Sang Zhi was talking about the escape room just now, like a child entering the arcade for the first time: "Should we play it again another day and choose a more difficult theme?"

Duan Jiaxu said obediently: "Okay."

Just as they arrived downstairs, Sang Zhi let go of his hand: "Then I'm going back. It's so late, so you should pay attention to safety when driving."

Duan Jiaxu raised his long eyelashes, raised the corners of his mouth, and spoke in a gentle and sly tone.

"Did you forget something?"

"Ah?" Sang Zhi blinked, and the dimples on her lips disappeared instantly, as if she was thinking. Soon, she laughed again and realized, "Oh, right. You didn't drive here today."

"..."

"Then you go and take the subway quickly," Sang Zhi waved to him, "otherwise the train will be suspended soon."

Duan Jiaxu's eyes were fixed on her smiling eyes, and his eyebrows relaxed and relaxed.

Suddenly he didn't want to remind her anymore.

It always felt like it would make her uncomfortable and nervous.

It doesn't matter if the little girl is forgetful or if she is teasing him.

She can laugh without thinking about anything in front of herself and talk happily. Compared with those longings, such things seem to make people feel more happy.

Duan Jiaxu stood there, watching her walk into the dormitory building before looking back. Just as he was about to turn around and walk out of the school gate, there were footsteps again on the other end.

He subconsciously looked over and saw that Sang Zhi suddenly ran out and jumped in front of him.

Duan Jiaxu was stunned for a moment. Before he could ask "What's wrong?" she had already put her arms around his neck, raised her head, and kissed his lips heavily.

In just a moment, Sang Zhi took two steps back.

She was still panting, staring at his eyes that seemed a little heavy at night, and said with a stumble: "I, I told you in advance, so that you should be prepared first..."

She was running over just now, but Sang Zhi couldn't control her strength, and the force of the collision was not light. Her lips were still a little numb, and her words were unclear and muffled, whether because of emotion or something else.

Before she could finish speaking, Duan Jiaxu suddenly bent down, came in front of her eyes, and reached out to caress her cheek.

Sang Zhi swallowed back all the unfinished words inexplicably.

The two looked at each other for a moment.

After a long time, Duan Jiaxu spoke, his tone seemed to be tempting: "Kiss me again."

Sang Zhi grabbed his clothes and tightened her grip. After a pause for two seconds, she raised her chin slightly and touched his lips lightly.

This time the force was much lighter than the first time.

Not so reckless, and controlled a bit of strength.

Just touch and leave.

An intimate and sinking distance.

All his breath and his solid touch kept pulling her down.
To be continued...