When I went out, I found an additional rule on the wall —

"7. Do not disclose what happens inside the dormitory."

This rule appeared suddenly, crimson and abrupt on the wall, without any warning. Zhang Wen immediately grabbed my arm.

Before leaving, I glanced at the red plastic bag on the table a few times. Inside the bag, there was a steamed bun and some pickled vegetables. Nothing special, it even looked cheap.

When passing by the duty room downstairs,

the dormitory supervisor happened to come out from the room, holding an evaluation form in her hand, and rushed over:

"Oh, why don't you tell Auntie what's going on? We can resolve it privately. Why make it so unpleasant?"

"Auntie, what could be the matter?"

While speaking, I also stuffed a piece of chocolate into Auntie's hand.

"Oh, you think you can fool Auntie by pretending that nothing is happening in your dormitory?"

At the same time, crimson words appeared on Auntie's body —

"8. The dormitory supervisor Auntie can be trusted."

This contradicted the sixth rule.

I pondered for a moment, then pulled Zhang Wen and started walking. Zhang Wen kept looking back as she walked.

"Look ahead, don't turn back." This was a note that appeared on my desk this morning, pressed next to the red plastic bag. It was written on a letter paper, and it wasn't even a complete sheet, just a corner with pencil writing on it —

"Look ahead, don't turn back."

The handwriting was graceful and beautiful.

Subconsciously, I felt that the "person" who gave me the red plastic bag and left me the note had no ill intentions towards me, and might even have some goodwill?

I tried to inquire about any valuable information regarding dormitory 309, but I didn't get any throughout the day. The information I received was all similar —

"That dormitory, you know. I heard they study really well. They all got recommended for postgraduate studies."

When it got dark, my phone suddenly lit up. A line of words appeared on the pure white background —

"9. You must return to the dormitory before 8 p.m."

It was already half-past seven, and the dormitory was located at the far west of the school, while Zhang Wen and I were currently at the far east of the school. It would take at least twenty minutes to run back.

Without even thinking for a minute, I immediately grabbed Zhang Wen and ran back. When we reached the dormitory, the dormitory supervisor was standing at the entrance. I don't know where she got such strength, but she grabbed me directly.

The dormitory supervisor's eyes widened:

"Tell me, what happened in your dormitory? Tell Auntie, Auntie can help mediate privately."

It was already 7:57, and the dormitory was on the third floor. Originally, we had plenty of time, but now it was uncertain.

I struggled hard to break free from the dormitory supervisor's grip, but I didn't have as much strength as Auntie.

In the end, I had to pinch Auntie's hand in various ways to make her release her grip. Then I hurriedly ran upstairs.

Zhang Wen had already run ahead and didn't wait for me, but I didn't blame her. After all, we had just met as roommates.

When I arrived at the dormitory, there were only a few seconds left until eight o'clock, and the dormitory door was not closed. Zhang Wen was standing at the doorway.

"Why aren't you coming in?"

Zhang Wen didn't speak, but another voice came from inside the dormitory:

"Hey, what's going on? You don't recognize me after a day? Why aren't you coming in?"

It was Chen Luoluo's voice.

I entered the room and indeed saw Chen Luoluo, wearing the same suspender skirt as yesterday, her face looking rosy and natural.

But she had clearly been bleeding all night, she had clearly been taken away by the counselor in the morning, she should have died.

"Did you two go to work part-time? Why are you back so late?"