Naming Technique of the Night
In the neon of blue and purple, under the thick steel sky, at the forefront of this surge of data, lies the world post-tech revolution. It's also the dividing line between reality and illusion. Steel and flesh, past and future. In this place, the world outside and inside coexist. Everything in front of us feels like a wall of time within reach. The darkness is slowly creeping in. But hey, my friend, you gotta know, we can't just counter darkness with softness. Gotta use fire.
186. Black Fist
Zheng Yi was gradually surprised. She had taken interest when Yan Yan mentioned something about renting a room together, but after the other party entered Qing Chen's room, she thought the two classmates were living together, so why would they still want to rent with her?
Unexpectedly, the other party was serious!
The silver-haired girl Zheng Yi fumbled with her small shoulder bag, a bit at a loss, "Are we really going to share a place? Why don't you come in and sit, my place is a bit messy, please don't mind."
She was originally going to attend a tutoring class, but now that Yan Yan had come to visit, she had abandoned the idea of going to the class.
"Do you have slippers so that I won't dirty the floor?" Yan Yan asked.
"No need, no need, the house isn't clean anyway," Zheng Yi replied, "and... I don't have spare slippers either."
Yan Yan was stunned for a moment, indeed, there was only one pair of slippers in the room.