MTL_After Wearing the Book, Did the Hostess Get Me? GL (MTL) ✔️

8

Speaking of Liang Qianwei has no friends, naturally there is less fun of sleeping between girls in the bedroom.

Sometimes she watched her roommates go to other dorms to play, and they laughed every time they came back.

Sometimes I brought back a lot of snacks, sometimes I found out something interesting, and I could only do my own thing at my desk alone, which seemed a little out of tune with them.

Forget it, I want to do so much, but it's just a jacket for someone who hates me and hates me. Wei Miao has helped me twice, but Liang Qianwei is not stupid enough to catch up with others to do it. At the point of friend, the word friend is still too precious to her, not to mention that in Kester's days, she would never have friends at all.

Thinking that Liang Qianwei had come to the door of Wei Miao's dormitory, it was Han Bing who opened the door. Seeing Liang Qianwei, Han Bing's face darkened quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and she asked in a sharp voice: "What are you doing? Knock on our bedroom door for no reason, hillbilly."

"I'm not looking for you, I'm looking for Wei Miao." Liang Qianwei tried to suppress her anger. At this time, there was a conflict, and she couldn't take advantage of it.

Then she smiled bitterly again, under what circumstances she seemed to be everyone's public enemy, and she had never taken advantage of it.

"Wei Miao? Her name is something you can call. I want to wait for her. Okay. Just stand outside the door and wait to see when she will come back." The mockery and disdain in Han Bing's tone filled the air. .

Then the door closed with a "pop".

Liang Qianwei laughed at herself. Miss Wei Miao and the others seemed to have always looked like this to herself, but after being scolded for a long time, why didn't she feel numb in her heart?

Why is there still bursts of pain in my heart?

No one cares about you Liang Qianwei, you only have you.

Liang Qianwei took a few deep breaths and suffocated her tears. She knew that tears were the most useless thing. They were only useful for those who cared about you. Who else could someone like yourself shed tears for?

She stabilized her emotions, and then walked to her dormitory 314. Liang Qianwei touched her pocket and found that she did not bring her key in a panic.

Liang Qianwei remembered what happened when she first came to Kester College. She also forgot to take the key out. When Liang Qianwei came back in the evening, she knocked on the door and wanted her roommate to open the door for herself. What she waited for was indeed mocking and playing tricks. She waited all night. I thought I was not ashamed of any of them, but no one opened the door for her.

Since then, every time she goes out, she will check whether she has the key with her several times.

Because she knew that no one would open the door for her, and no one would leave the door for her.

She remembered sitting by the hallway door all night that night. Those who came back late in the hallway were looking at herself with schadenfreude, and the roommates didn't open the door until they left for class the next day.

They saw that Liang Qianwei didn't have the slightest guilt, and they teased that she had a bad memory and made herself dirty.

No one has the slightest guilt.

Liang Qianwei shook her hand lightly, trying to click on the door of the bedroom, but she dropped her hand when she reached the door. No one would open the door for herself anyway, so what else could knock?