Chapter Eleven: Dormitory Affection

  Night fell, and several girls started their first meeting. Yan'er and Meng'er sat on Meng'er's bed, Mei'er sat in front of Zi Qi's desk, while Zi Qi was lying on the bed with a book, looking down at it.

  "I'm a native of A city, I used to study in No. 2 Middle School." Mei'er was the first to speak up.

  "Me too." The child chimed in.

  "How come I've never seen you at No. 2 Middle School before?" Mei'er looked at Yan'er with an incredulous expression.

  "I said I'm also a native of A city." Yan'er rolled her eyes at Mei'er. "Sister, I'm from No. 1 Middle School!"

  "I'm just like Yan'er!" Meng'er looked at Yan'er and then turned to Zi Qi, who was still engrossed in her book. "Zi Qi?"

  "My hometown is in B city, I grew up in A city since childhood. I graduated from Shi Zhong." After that, he lowered his head down.

  "Does Ziqi like reading books?" Meng'er continued to ask. Ziqi responded in a low voice, "Uh-huh," and then fell silent again.

  Meng'er's thoughts are no wonder she has a strong aura of book fragrance. It seems that she is the woman who walked out of ancient times, raised in the inner chamber, and exposed to piano chess books paintings, poetry songs, and all over her body with classical charm.

  "By the way, Meng Er, that person you bumped into, your Yu Gege, is he just a childhood friend?" Mei Er raised an eyebrow, with a gossipy look on her face.

  "Le Yu'er, are you familiar with Meng'er? Do you need to tell me these things?" Yan'er rolled her eyes at Mei again, and then looked at Meng'er with sparkling eyes, saying "Meng'er, you hugged me today, so I'm yours now. Since we're familiar, secretly tell me, who is your Yu Gege?"

  "I'm yours now." She remembered that her brother had said the same thing before. On her eighth birthday, her father went to work, and after her brother couldn't bear her begging anymore, he took her out secretly. In the bustling crowd, she saw a girl about her age wearing white clothes kneeling on the ground with a white paper on top of her.

  "Brother, is she selling her body to bury her father?"

  "Meng'er, let's go!" He was a few years older than his sister and knew that sometimes it was better to do less rather than more. Besides, who knows if there wasn't some ulterior motive at play?

  "Brother, she's so pitiful!" Meng'er tugged at her brother's sleeve, not letting him leave.

  "Alright, put this in front of her and we'll leave." Canghai Jun gave a silver ingot to Meng'er.

  "Alright." As she said that, Meng'er ran over quickly. Canghai Jun saw the crowd of people around and still didn't feel at ease, so he followed her over.

  "Here, take this and go bury your father!" Meng'er crouched down her small body, looking straight at the girl in front of her. Due to malnutrition, under her dry yellow hair was a pale yellow face, but her eyes were exceptionally spirited.

  "Thank you, miss!" he said, and then kowtowed to Meng Er.

  "Meng'er, let's go!" Canghai Jun helped his sister up and pulled her hand to leave. However, a pair of small hands blocked Meng'er's footsteps.

  "Miss, please wait a moment. After I bury my father, I will serve you for the rest of my life! Please take me with you!" Meng'er looked at the girl who was about her height but much thinner than her. She raised her head to look at her brother, and he shook his head.

  "Never mind, bury your father properly and live a good life yourself!"

  "No, Miss gave me money to bury my father, I am your person now!" At that time, the young girl said firmly.

  At this time, with a changed face and tone of voice, I said, "Dream, I'm yours now."

  "Meng'er, Meng'er, wake up!" Mei'er, who had somehow moved to her bedside, waved her hand in front of her face.

  "Oh, Brother Yu! He's a friend of my brother's, we grew up together since childhood!"

  Meng'er looked out the window and said faintly, after a few seconds without anyone responding, she turned back to see their two faces with disbelieving expressions, then asked in unison: "Is that it?" "Nothing more?"

  "What else do you want?" As I said that, I looked at Zi Qi, and she was also looking at me. We exchanged a smile, and then she lowered her head and continued reading her book.

  "Cut~~~~~"

  "Ghost~~~~~"

  After two calls, the owners of the voices went back to their respective beds.

  Lights out, go to sleep!

  The next day, the opening ceremony was held and military training equipment was issued. So, the military training began in September, which was hot and sultry. Meng sat under a tree shade watching them rest, stand at attention, report numbers, jump up and down, etc.

  Half an hour later...

  "Meng'er, I also need to write a report saying that I had surgery. Wuuu, is military training something humans can do?" Mei'er rushed over to Meng'er as soon as the instructor said they could rest. She grabbed the water bottle that Meng'er was holding out and started twisting the cap while speaking.

  "Mei, by the way, help me write one." Yan said closely behind Mei. Meng took out a handkerchief and gently wiped Yan's sweat, with a gentle and elegant demeanor.

  "Meng'er, sister also wants to wipe her face!" Mei'er stretched her face between Meng'er and Yan'er, laughing.

  "Good!" However, she stuffed the tissue that had just wiped away Yan's sweat into her hand, squatted down to pick up Zi Qi's water and handed it over to Zhong Zi Qi who walked between them. Zi Qi took it, smiled gratefully at Meng Er, tilted her head back and started drinking.

  "Dead Dream, you're disgusting! You actually handed me the tissue that Beautiful Speech used!" she said, throwing the tissue into a trash can several meters away. "Ah, I'm telling you, how could you treat your future sister-in-law like this? Ah, aren't you afraid I'll make you wear small shoes in the future?" Mei Er scolded Dream Er severely, completely unaware of the shock her actions had caused to the three little girls around them.

  "How did you throw it so accurately?" Yan Er asked in surprise, stuttering.

  "Oh, that? I used to be on the school basketball team." Mei'er casually dropped this sentence, noticing their surprise.

  "School, school, school basketball team, accept someone like you!?" Yan Er continued to stutter and ask.

  "Hey, what's with you, Mei? You're so short! Hmph!" Mei said, taking a step forward and looking down at Yan. Compared to Mei's 1.7 meters height, Yan felt an overwhelming pressure and took a few steps back. But Mei seemed unwilling to let her off the hook, taking a few more steps forward and saying, "You don't know why the basketball team accepted me, but I do know they'll never accept a shorty like you who's only 1.55 meters!"

  As soon as Mei's voice fell, the coach began to shout for assembly. So, Mei smiled slyly at Yan who was still in a daze, handed the bottle to Meng and walked away with a swaying waist to assemble. Yan came back to his senses and chased after her. "Lei Mei, you're just a bamboo pole, a bamboo pole, a bamboo pole!"

  Watching them chasing each other in the team, Meng Er and Zi Qi couldn't help but burst out laughing.

  "Ziqi, go quickly!" Meng'er said to Ziqi who was still standing beside her.

  "Hmm." After a murmur, Zi Qi also returned to the group. Only she was left alone, sitting under the tree shade, watching them start repeating those few actions again. And as for her, her university life was about to begin.