Qiao Ze had no idea how lively the girls' dormitory was at that moment.
He only knew that today seemed strange. He didn't return to the dorm until eleven o'clock, but to his surprise, the dorm room door was locked and no one was inside.
So...
They must have gone out to have dinner with the girls as well.
Putting oneself in others' shoes is a fine virtue, said the teacher from the elementary school's Law and Morality class — the only teacher from those years Qiao Ze had a good impression of.
Although this phrase shouldn't be applied to such a situation, at least Qiao Ze remembered it, so he often tried to put himself in others' shoes.
But before he could follow his usual routine and head to the balcony to wash up, the next moment, the dormitory door was pushed open, and in came three guys, staggering with each step, their arms over each other's shoulders. They reeked of alcohol as they stumbled inside.
Coincidentally, this scene was all too familiar to Qiao Ze.
