Another day of college life passed. It was plain and unadorned, yet not at all dull.
Zhou Li shared the food his aunt had brought with his roommates, but they were all too reserved and polite to accept much. Most of it remained, and Zhou Li, not having the heart to eat it himself, brought it all home.
Upon hearing this, Lord Dumpling, perhaps thinking the sentiment was precious, ate it with great relish.
Zhou Li took the opportunity to take a shower.
"SWOOSH..."
The warm water washed down, capable of cleansing away the day's weariness, although he wasn't actually weary.
As he showered, Zhou Li thought he heard a knocking sound. Paying closer attention, he suddenly looked up—outside the bathroom vent window, a delicate face was peering in. Seeing him look over, the person finally stopped knocking on the window and began to shout:
"Zhou Li, open the door!"
"Open the door for me!"
??
Zhou Li was utterly bewildered.
