Rong Huai and the other boys were stunned.
This question had caught them off guard.
It seems like nobody really cared about them, whether it was their families or the school...
They had been children labelled by shame; because of their 'rebelliousness', 'disobedience', 'obsession with the internet', they were sent here for strict discipline.
Aside from this cage in their lives, there wasn't even a place they could go to hide and lick their wounds.
They were most afraid of unwarranted care, as they found it too confusing.
Xiang Yi blinked and changed her phrasing. "Where's the cafeteria?"
"Chua chua chua ——"
The sound of potatoes being peeled transmitted throughout the livestream through the audio equipment, comfortable and healing.
The girls fingers were slender and pale, but nimble as always. It took her a few seconds to peel a potato clean.
In the plastic basin next to her was a pile of peeled potatoes.
