38th Parallel!
Watching Bai Zhiqing's actions, Lu Tianxing suddenly remembered how he and his classmates used to draw a "38th Parallel" across the desk with a small knife back in his childhood, declaring that no one was allowed to cross that line, or else they deserved the punishment without telling the teacher.
"You better behave yourself and don't cross this line, or you'll bear the consequences."
Bai Zhiqing pulled out a pair of cold, gleaming scissors from under the pillow, waved them around twice, then hid them back under the pillow.
Staring at the 38th Parallel in front of him, Lu Tianxing recalled the flash of the cold scissors and finally sighed, turning his back to Bai Zhiqing and laying down to sleep. It looked like he couldn't be a "beast" today, but rather a beast that couldn't quite live up to the name.
