Watch Closely, This Woman Is Called Tong Qi

"Rinse your mouth!"

A cup of water was held out in front of Cao Yaxuan.

Cao Yaxuan felt utterly wronged.

You're actually disgusted by me!

Do you know I'm a rich, beautiful girl, while you're just a pathetic loser?

Back when I attended school ceremonies, you weren't even fit to be one of the guards' lackeys!

Xu Lang let out a soft breath, closed his eyes slightly, and checked his private messages.

[112 Wu Leiting: Brother Lang, are you really together with Cao Yaxuan? Do you have any private photos of her?]

These freeloaders really dared to ask for anything!

Xu Lang decisively blocked Wu Leiting.

Besides those asking for private photos, there were also girls sending private photos, hoping to get a little in supplies.

The only problem was that none of them were on the same floor as him.

There were two exceptions.

They were Wu Huihui from Dormitory 186 and her roommate, Zhou Wei.

Just as Xu Lang was about to accept the two women's friend requests, a new request caught his attention.

[170 Tong Qi: Xu Lang, I'll come upstairs tomorrow at noon. Can you give me some water?]

The note was very simple.

A vague image of a short-haired girl with glasses surfaced in Xu Lang's mind.

Hmm!

Vague indeed!

Tong Qi was a hero whose development was impossible not to stare at. At the very least, she was an E-cup; when she walked, the sound effects of "duang, duang" automatically appeared in people's minds, making it easy to overlook her face.

This was absolutely Xu Lang's type. The comfort level definitely wouldn't be low!

He tapped accept.

[200 Xu Lang: Your profile says you're a room owner.]

[170 Tong Qi: Yeah. My friend died. (Image)]

The image was a selfie of Tong Qi. This was the first time Xu Lang had looked at her face so seriously.

She had a bowl cut, and her slightly chubby cheeks now looked somewhat haggard. Still, it was clear that her skin had once been quite nice. Her looks were the delicate, girl-next-door type.

The only issue was that the photo showed only her head. She really didn't know how to focus on the important parts.

Xu Lang didn't say what he was thinking, or it would have turned into a dirty joke.

Too many dirty jokes could easily turn someone into the kind of pervert who bent down to tie his shoe just to smell a junior girl's sneakers.

Before he could say anything, another message arrived.

[170 Tong Qi: Can you lend me a cup of water? I'll definitely pay you back later.]

[200 Xu Lang: ?]

[170 Tong Qi: I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I know I was wrong. I'll come over tomorrow, I promise! But can you trade me a cup of water first? I really feel like I'm going to die.]

That tiny question mark seemed to have been pressed onto Yasuo's forehead, and it was hard to imagine how much damage it had done to Tong Qi's fragile heart.

Just from the words alone, it felt like the person on the other side had already begun to ramble incoherently.

Tong Qi had grown up in the countryside and been raised by her grandmother. She was an especially shy girl with few friends at school, somewhat timid and strange in personality.

Though if they were talking about strange personalities, Xu Lang really had no right to judge her.

When Tong Qi saw that Xu Lang hadn't replied, she began apologizing again.

[170 Tong Qi: I'm sorry. Maybe I never should have been born. I'm really sorry.]

Playing the sympathy card?

Xu Lang had a dark mind, so that was naturally where his thoughts went.

He glanced at the water dispenser, which was full to the brim, and felt that a cup of water was worth taking a gamble on.

As for whether Tong Qi would actually be capable of coming upstairs tomorrow, he didn't think that far ahead.

It was like finding a pile of scratch-off lottery tickets. If he didn't scratch one, it would gnaw at him.

Crystal-clear tears rolled from the corners of her eyes, carving wet streaks down her withered cheeks.

It was hard to say whether the salt in her tears was at fault or whether her dry skin had betrayed her, but when the tears slid over her cheeks, they stung slightly.

Tong Qi felt like she was about to shatter, like a piece of porcelain that had been fired too long.

For some reason, as she stared at the dormitory door, she felt it giving off a faint glow. Vaguely, she saw the phantom of a white-haired old woman waving at her and saying, "Little Tong, if the big city is too hard to live in, come back. Grandma will cook for you."

Her mind had already broken.

Just as her thoughts of ending her life grew stronger and stronger, a trade notification popped up.

A moment later, she had a cup of water and a strip of bread in her hands.

[Dormitory Broadcast: On the third night, the zombies' hunting instincts have intensified once again. Some zombies that have eaten human flesh are heading deeper into the shadows. Players, be careful.]

Tonight, the zombies began slamming violently against the doors at intervals.

But because students had shared early on that bracing the door with beds could slow the loss of durability, the rate of doors being broken down was not high.

And after only three days, starving to death was still difficult, so tonight mainly served to torment everyone's minds.

Dormitory 200.

"Xu Lang, why aren't you getting into bed yet?"

"Are you still mad at me?"

"Xu Lang, let me be straight with you..."

Since Xu Lang wouldn't get into bed, Cao Yaxuan couldn't sleep no matter which way she turned. The psychological pressure was immense.

"Go on." Xu Lang wolfed down his food, drinking water while eating toast.

He had traded a cup of water for that toast.

Cao Yaxuan lay on her side in bed, her large eyes fixed on Xu Lang. "Did you secretly eat something behind my back?"

As she spoke, she swallowed hard, and her stomach let out an uncooperative pig-like growl.

Xu Lang looked down at the soft, sweet, fragrant bread in his hand, then at Cao Yaxuan's wide-eyed stare. After a moment of silence, he said, "If you say so."

"Is it good?" Cao Yaxuan swallowed again.

"It's good." Xu Lang nodded.

"Then can you..."

Xu Lang stuffed the rest into his mouth and drained the water as well, washing it down.

Cao Yaxuan: "..."

"It's fine. I'm not mad at you. At a time like this, it's better to save some supplies." Cao Yaxuan took a deep breath and smiled. "Come on, get into bed!"

Sometimes Xu Lang was so fierce, but other times he acted like a child. Just because of a tiny argument, he wouldn't even sleep in bed.

Honestly!

"No. I'm sleeping on the floor tonight." Xu Lang shook his head.

"Xu Lang, there's really no need for you to... Hey, Xu Lang, what are you doing?!"

Xu Lang removed the blanket and sheets, then lay flat on the floor.

On the bleak Nightmare Bed, Cao Yaxuan hugged her knees and felt the wooden boards digging into her butt.

She couldn't understand Xu Lang's logic at all.

Wasn't this enough to drive someone insane?

Once the game ended and Xu Lang got MVP, she, Cao Yaxuan, would be nothing more than a freeloader who had done nothing and been carried to victory. Who could she even complain to about that?

Cao Yaxuan didn't understand, and Xu Lang had no need to explain.

Lying on the Nightmare Bed, he was afraid he might fall asleep.

After so many days, he had also figured out the pattern.

--Nighttime was more dangerous than daytime!

The best schedule was to sleep during the day and keep watch at night!

So, he was giving the Nightmare Bed jet lag, making its cooldown refresh during the day.