"Brothers, I'm in the dormitory. Can you please control your comments a bit? This is the comment section, not a deserted area!"

Jiao Lan started her daily routine - live streaming on her phone.

Lately, she has fallen in love with live streaming, speaking into her phone every day in the dormitory.

At first, she was restrained, ending the stream around 10 p.m.

Perhaps she found it rewarding, as later on, she could stream until 1 or 2 in the morning, constantly chattering.

I am an early sleeper, my sleep quality has always been good. Once I fall asleep, I won't be easily disturbed, so the impact on me is not that significant.

However, Zhao Mei has complained to me several times.

She has also talked to Mo Mo, but Mo Mo is determined to befriend Jiao Lan. Even if she is unhappy, she won't confront Jiao Lan.

Because of this, Zhao Mei asked me in distress how to talk to Jiao Lan.

"Jianjian, what should I do?"

There are only Zhao Mei and I in the dormitory. I was applying ointment in front of the mirror, and she stood beside me, looking distressed.

"Have you hinted to her indirectly?"

My face in the mirror is now all red, with several swollen pimples connected together, feeling hard to the touch.

It's really frustrating.

"I did, she just promises but continues to stream as usual every day. I'm so distressed. Exams are coming up, and with my sleep quality like this, I can't focus at all."

"Then..."

As I turned around, I accidentally touched the glass bottle of lotion on the table, knocking it over, making a crisp sound as it hit the floor.

Instantly, a strong smell of alcohol wafted into my nostrils.

When Zhao Mei brought the broom, she also smelled it. She took a deep sniff in the air and said:

"Jianjian, although alcohol has disinfectant properties, isn't the scent of this lotion too strong?"

I looked down at the spilled lotion on the floor, furrowing my brows.

Although this lotion is known for having a hint of alcohol scent, this concentration was clearly too much.

Previously, I would casually pour some into my palm and apply it to my face, the alcohol smell not much different from my usual scent. However, now...

My heart skipped a beat.

It was obvious that someone tampered with my lotion, and that person could only be one of the three roommates I share the dorm with.

Being together day and night, someone harbored such malicious intentions.

I looked up at Zhao Mei, and she stared back at me, momentarily stunned.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

I blinked, returning to a natural expression.

"It's nothing, I just suddenly remembered something."