Pei Wenping scoffed, "Unwilling to split? Then make a fuss! You're young, can't you wear down those two old geezers? Just remember this, 'Life is short, if you can't beat them, fight back! Whoever makes your life miserable, don't let them have it easy either!'"
The usually gentle Pei Qiuxia, seduced by Pei Wenping's earnest advices, went down the path of fierceness and never returned.
...
It was noon, school had just let out.
Ren Jingshu and two of her dorm mates went back to their room to grab their lunch boxes when the dorm supervisor called out to her:
"Ren Jingshu, you have a registered letter."
"Jingshu, who sent you a registered letter?"
After Ren Jingshu signed for it and before she even had the chance to open it, Lin Ping and Xu Haining crowded around her, curious.
Since the water-splashing incident last year, the other five roommates, under Ren Jingshu's scheming, had split into two factions.
One of the factions included Lin Ping and Xu Haining.