Gu Qingjiu's mind drifted to the fact that she was going out with the Chief Instructor the next day.
First things first, she soaked her uniform in a basin.
She had two sets of uniforms. Even if it was winter, Gu Qingjiu had the habit of changing a set every two to three days.
Which of course meant that she had to diligently wash it.
After soaking her uniform, she turned around.
It was just in time for her to see Qi Xiaoran putting something under her pillow—something which had a silver glint to it.
That dagger-like shape… It looked like a knife…
Gu Qingjiu paused.
Meanwhile, Qi Xiaoran probably didn't expect Gu Qingjiu to turn around so quickly. When their gazes met, Qi Xiaoran looked slightly panicked.
Gu Qingjiu's gaze remained on her for only a few seconds, and then she retracted it.
Her gaze was cool as if she saw nothing, and then she walked back to her bed.
