"Something's here, come on!" Xiaoman nodded without hesitation. Even if he were just a classmate, she would help him, let alone the man she liked.
There were many classrooms here, assigned to different team members for accommodation. Xiaoman pushed open the wooden door of the classroom, and Lei Zijia followed her in, glancing around briefly. The conditions were very simple.
Under the illumination of the incandescent light bulb, half of the classroom space was filled with unused desks and chairs, while the other side was cleared out. By the window stood a bunk bed, and on the simple wooden table, there were backpacks, a kettle, a whole box of instant noodles and mineral water, as well as biscuits and chocolates, a few books, and a small medical emergency kit bag, all scattered in a disorderly fashion. This was her usual style; she never tidied up.
