After packing up my luggage and locking away the important stuff, even the medication—I don't have a malicious heart, but I'm full of caution.
The call to assembly music started, and Luo Qianqian put on her hat and followed several others out the door, even reminding Li Qi to lock it well.
"I always feel like someone is plotting against me." After sneezing, Luo Qianqian muttered softly.
Although I don't know for sure if someone is scheming against me right now, I'm aware that I've caught the eye of that dark-skinned instructor. A slight move and he'd watch me for half a day—no doubt Luo Yanhai had asked for a favor. However, standing at attention isn't much of a problem for Luo Qianqian, after all, it happens once or twice every year. Yet, I can clearly sense the looks of sympathy or schadenfreude around me—it's easy to spot who's a friend at a glance.
