"Are you really going back to rest?" Wang Zhong eyed Jiang Yuan packing his things, feeling a clear sense of heartburn. He occasionally arrived late or left early, but never because a leader told him to do so. And he envied that.
Jiang Yuan rubbed his shoulders, justifying with confidence, "There's nothing else to do here. Those army cots are too uncomfortable to sleep on, I need to go back and catch up on some sleep."
Wang Zhong's envy was so intense he felt like his nose and neck would break. Everyone knows how uncomfortable army cots are, and that overworking and staying up late can ruin your health and shorten your life...
With a sorrowful tone, Wang Zhong said, "Captain Huang offered you a dorm room, you turned it down—those dorm rooms are hard to come by..."
