The dormitory she was assigned to wasn't as small as she'd imagined.
The Principal had deliberately said the dormitory was small, not wanting Yu Jingting to follow along.
But the room was indeed very simple.
Just a wobbly single bed with iron frames, nothing else.
Red brick floor, sanitary wall.
Sanitary wall, half green and half white, this was how city dwellers "decorated" their homes these days.
The green part was painted with paint, and the reason only half was painted was because this area was most likely to be rubbed against, to prevent the white wall from getting dirty, therefore it's called "sanitary wall".
Suizi took a deep breath and didn't smell the paint, instead the unique scent of dust in the empty room.
Yu Jingting shook the iron-framed bed with his hand, and the bed made a creaking sound.
"This won't do. Making a little noise would alert the neighbours."
"...???" What kind of noise, care to explain?
