"Look at what you're saying, what's this 'supposed to be mine'? Aren't we brothers in the same dorm? Won money from fish gambling, why not treat you to a meal?" Mao Hou said with a cigarette dangling from his mouth, carelessly flicking ash onto the ground.
Meng Fan seemed to realize something, reached under his pillow, and noticed signs of disturbance. An unopened carton of cigarettes was down to just two packs; the rest were gone.
"Did you take my cigarettes? Who opened the whole carton?" Meng Fan asked seriously, scanning the three of them.
"Look at how stingy you look, who wants to smoke your crappy cigarettes! We all smoke Huanghelou! Even if you gave us your lousy Blue Eight Happiness for free, we wouldn't smoke it!"
Shang Xiaojun, who was on the lower bunk, showed his cigarette pack confidently.
"No one's admitting, is that right? Fine, tomorrow I'll report this to Instructor during class! I'll say a thief broke into the dorm!"
