All the way conceiving her speech, Zhen Yu unconsciously arrived at the doorstep of Dormitory 208.
As soon as she opened the door, someone greeted her.
"Zhen Yu! You're back!"
Zhen Yu looked at the girl sitting on the lower bunk near the door on the right-hand side with a blank expression, her mind still occupied by the speech. Thus, after a brief pause, she nodded and said, "Hmm."
Then she walked straight to the desk in front of her bed and sat down, pulling out papers and a pen to start writing.
After she walked over, that girl pouted and muttered silently a few times.
The other three girls who had checked in after Zhen Yu left in the morning showed varying small expressions—either disdainful or thoughtful.
But all of this had nothing to do with Zhen Yu.
Not only because she was immersed in the world of writing. More importantly, she regarded her roommates as fleeting as clouds.
