On the way back to The Cabin, they happened to run into each other. They chatted as usual while pushing open the door.
"Xia Yao, did you go practice dancing?"
"Yeah. Nothing much has been going on lately, so I went to get some exercise. Are Xiao Ran's classes still keeping her busy?"
"Um, Brother Meng. Can I ask what you said to that girl who chased after you from the supermarket on the way back?"
"Hehe~ I agreed when she begged me for your WeChat."
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Fang Xiaoran, carrying her schoolbag; Xia Yao, whose winter clothes still could not conceal her tall beauty; Meng Lang, wearing his harmless smile; and Gou Yu, whose contact information had suddenly been leaked by accident—
The instant they pushed open the door and entered The Cabin, they all saw a familiar figure pinned directly to the carpet, partially blocked by the low table.
And Tang Bing, straddling him and holding him down.
Their casual conversation abruptly died out. By now, Fang Ran could tell from their voices exactly who had returned.
A tranquil, detached calm suddenly welled up inside him, as though he had seen through the vanity of the world.
Damn it, I knew things wouldn't be the way I imagined after coming back.
Faced with this ever-consistent style of "welcome ceremony," as well as the fact that the door to this house was definitely cursed, Fang Ran thought about it seriously.
Then he rolled his eyes and collapsed.
Tang Bing was left sitting on top of him. After exchanging a stiff second of eye contact with everyone who had just returned in the newly silent Cabin—
"(Д) Senior! You bastard, don't play dead! Get up, now!"
Tang Bing grabbed Fang Ran and shook him wildly, so embarrassed she was practically about