Boys' Dormitory
Lei Yuan and Feng Rulang lay on their beds gaming together, while Chen Ming typed away on his bed. Huo Tian was on the other side, playing with the two of them.
"Seriously? Why'd you charge in so far? Were you in a hurry to get yourself killed?"
"We had such a good chance just now. Why didn't you follow up?"
Before long, they were arguing, then lost the game and all ended up frustrated.
"Lao Feng, what've you got in your pocket? It's poking me."
Lei Yuan suddenly frowned and asked, puzzled. Chen Ming stopped typing, Huo Tian put down his phone, and both turned to look at Feng Rulang.
A burst of loud music rang out. Feng Rulang's expression changed at once as he felt the three of them glaring at him. His face quickly settled into a calm expression, and he pretended nothing was wrong as he said:
"Oh, that's my remote."
"Is that so..."
Hearing Feng Rulang's explanation, Lei Yuan nodded slightly, letting go of his suspicions. But then Chen Ming spoke up.
"Doesn't our dorm... not have a TV? Where'd you get a remote?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the atmosphere in the dorm fell silent. Lei Yuan and Huo Tian's gazes shot over like knives, fixing on Feng Rulang.
Feng Rulang's expression remained calm, though a bead of sweat had already slid down his temple. He swallowed.
"It's a remote from my house."
Under the three sharp stares, Feng Rulang slowly offered an explanation. Chen Ming and Huo Tian nodded slightly.
Chen Ming went back to typing, and Huo Tian picked up his phone again to watch videos. But the next second, Lei Yuan turned to Feng Rulang, his gaze narrowing as if he meant to see right through him.
"Why's