Gu Qian sat anxiously on the edge of the bed, listening to the sound of water from the bathroom. She had never felt time pass so slowly until a colleague next door came knocking.
"Manager Buhui, the cafeteria is open. Want to join us?"
Gu Qian instinctively turned to look in the direction of the bathroom; the sound of water had already stopped. She turned back to face her colleague's smiling face, "Sure, let's go together now."
Going to eat was better than staying here being tortured, so Gu Qian eagerly linked arms with her colleague and headed out the door.
Mo Beichen emerged from the shower, a cotton flamingo towel wrapped around his waist, sparkling water droplets rolled down his solid muscles, finally being absorbed at the edge of the towel.
He stood in the empty dormitory, his handsome face looking even gloomier—this woman really avoids him like he's some kind of plague.
