"Luo Peng, what do you want to eat? I'll get it for you."
Taking advantage of the lull after the rush hour, Bai Zheli planned to head to the cafeteria.
Lying on his bed, Luo Peng was on his phone, chatting with someone, it seemed.
"No need, I'm on a diet recently."
"Although love hasn't favored you, you still have to eat, Luo Peng. Being trapped by love is not your style, you need to pull yourself together!"
Seated in front of the computer, the dorm leader Li Shao joked, "Come on, play a game. I'll go with Rockman."
"Not playing, call Jiang Chen."
Not long after Bai Zheli left, Luo Peng's phone rang.
He sat up abruptly, as if resurrected from the dead, startling Jiang Chen and Li Shao who were in the middle of a chat.
"What's wrong?"
Jiang Chen looked at him curiously.
Luo Peng quickly made a silencing gesture and then, putting on a show, straightened himself up and cleared his throat. When he placed the phone to his ear, his tone was suddenly incredibly tender.
