"Why can't you?" Jing Xiaolu said smugly, "In school, although the dormitory manager will lock the gate every night, it's not impossible for the door to be opened. Think about it. What if there is an emergency? How can she not open the door?
"A few days ago, a sister in our dormitory forgot the time because of her self-study in the study room. When she realized it, it was already 11:30 p.m.; the dormitory gate was closed at 10:30 p.m. She was late by more than an hour, but she could also knock until the door opened! In fact, our dormitory manager is actually a very good aunt!"
"Oh, that's how it is." Yang Ming nodded and turned the car around.
"Hey, what are you doing?" Jing Xiaolu saw Yang Ming turn around, and she suddenly wondered, "Why are you going back?"
"Yeah, we are going back." Yang Ming's face looked at Jing Xiaolu with an indescribable smile.
