"Ugh!"
Weilan's shout instantly sobered up Ding Lan and Song Di by quite a bit.
Soon, Shen Weilan also came to her senses, turned her head awkwardly, and walked towards the restroom.
As she left,
Ding Lan shrieked, "Why is this happening? You disgusting hooligan!"
Song Di protested in an aggrieved tone, "You're the hooligan."
"You're the hooligan," Ding Lan pushed him away.
Song Di sat on the ground while Ding Lan got dressed, putting on all her clothes.
Song Di felt somewhat resentful, what did all this amount to?
All ready to fire and then telling oneself one couldn't shoot, wasn't this just toying with someone?
It would've been better not to load the bullet at all: at least that wouldn't be so irritating.
Not being able to have candy is one thing, but it's worse to have it put in your mouth, even licked a bit, only to not be allowed to swallow it; that too is a sin.
Song Di looked down at himself; the bullet was indeed still in the chamber, standing ready.
