Not wanting to banter with Lu Tianjiao any longer, Li Qian went to the balcony and glanced across. The dorm room opposite was nearly tidy, and its shattered glass door had been reinstalled.
"Don't worry, I'll move back tomorrow," Lu Tianjiao said, his voice tinged with melancholy, knowing what Li Qian was thinking. "It's just that they finished cleaning today. The whole place was redone, so the smell is pretty strong."
The sound of his voice made Li Qian shudder. It wasn't that he didn't want him to stay, but it was genuinely rather inconvenient.
What if Fatty An and Li Lanying got the urge to drop by one day? Wouldn't it be awkward if they saw Lu Tianjiao?
That was what Li Qian was thinking, but he soon discovered his worries were entirely unnecessary. Because at that very moment, there was a sudden knock on his dorm room door.
