Just as the dormitory door opened, the phone in his hand vibrated.
An Yin answered.
"Where are you now?"
Jiang Keke's tone was colder than ever, making An Yin a bit dazed.
"In the dormitory." For some reason, An Yin felt an ominous premonition, as if something was off with Jiang Keke on the other end of the line.
"Stay in the dormitory and don't leave, I'll come over." After leaving this sentence, Jiang Keke decisively hung up.
An Yin closed the dormitory door in a stupor, feeling uneasy inside.
A moment ago, she had rushed out, and now that she was standing by her desk, she realized her legs were somewhat weak. She slowly sat down.
An Yin stared anxiously at the dormitory door.
In less than half an hour, there was a series of urgent knocks on the door, indicating the caller was very anxious.
An Yin quickly got up, went to the door, and turned the door lock.
