Beichen Rui walked into the bathroom and glanced around. The bucket and chair were messily overturned on the floor. Only one stall door was locked from the outside.
He slightly furrowed his brow and walked towards that stall. Arriving at the stall door, he kicked the chair aside with no expression. He reached out to open the stall door.
Hearing someone open the door, Ye Xinluo glanced at the entrance and instinctively called out a name.
"Beichen Rui."
The voice was soft, but the person outside still heard it. The action of opening the door paused, and a peculiar light flashed in his eyes.
He sped up his movements and could only push the door halfway before it wouldn't move anymore.
"Can you stand up?" Beichen Rui asked.
Ye Xinluo turned her head, looked at him, and smiled slightly, "It's really you. I thought I guessed wrong."
