"...such bad luck."
Drenched from head to toe, Xu Xiangyang couldn't help murmuring a complaint under his breath, vigorously wiping his face. By that time, Lin Xingjie, having heard the noise, had already rushed to the bathroom.
The class monitor stood behind her, watching the disheveled Xu Xiangyang standing in front of the washbasin, and couldn't help but let out a snort of laughter.
"Look at you, feeling so sorry for yourself. You screamed just now like a girl."
"...You're so annoying."
Xu Xiangyang felt even more downhearted, but his girlfriend was considerate. She quickly found some napkins so he could dry the water off his face.
"What's going on?"
The old lady stood up from her seat and asked in the direction of the youngsters.
