Dormitory 106.
The door was wide open, and a draft lifted the gauzy mosquito net.
Baozi lay quietly on the bed, perfectly still, not sleeping but with her eyes open, as if sensing the passage of time.
Qian Qian was awkwardly chatting with her crush, Zhong En, her fingers flying across the keyboard while ancient-style music played on her computer.
Mianmian was playing Ji San, and the whole dormitory echoed with her soft, saccharine voice—
"Senior Brother, I can't heal fast enough~~"
"Ah! I got hit!"
"Brother, save me!"
"Sob, sob, sob..."
This affected demeanor could easily provoke dislike among other girls, and indeed, it had before. Mianmian had once overheard others secretly speaking ill of her, using rather vulgar words. At the time, she hadn't reacted outwardly. Only after returning to the dormitory had she cried to Brother Nan with an even more pronounced affectation. After that, such incidents never happened again.
