A Messy Outcome

His friend and roommate had a penchant for getting in trouble… wait, Bo Ling needed to clarify that. Most of the people that he was sharing a room with were somewhat troublemakers with their own mechanism for danger and carelessness. If anything, he was the only one who behaved more than his companions.

It was the hard job of being the only normal and sane one in the group.

At the moment, Wang Liquin was in the room with a somewhat somber—or perhaps a more glum expression. The man didn't seem to have been able to sleep, another striking of a case of insomnia.

Bo Ling had been positive that the man skipped lunch the other day and probably his classes—it surely affected their health. He was ready to helpfully point it out but there was something else more concerning at the moment. Hua Zhao was once again staying somewhere else for the night instead of the dorms.

He had heard of the rumors.