I went into the bedroom and turned on the desk lamp. I got a WeChat message from Adrian Chi, "Are you there yet?"
Jarvin Wen typed, "Here we are, how about you?"
Ikeno: "I'm downstairs, about to go upstairs."
The two of them kept sending messages full of nonsense until the light in the window of Adrian Chi's room across the street came on, and the light pierced through the darkness and entered Jarvin Wen's eyes.
Leaning back in the chair, Jarvin Wen unconsciously twirled the pen in his hand. He dropped it once, picked it up again and continued twirling it.
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