Teacher Zhuang went downstairs to throw out the trash, looking thoroughly suspicious.
Lin Meng Qiu led Chen Shi'an farther down the hall, stopping at the door to room 406.
She took out a ring of keys, found the one with a little paper label, and inserted it into the lock.
Chen Shi'an looked up at the dormitory door before him. Compared with the front door at Lin Meng Qiu's home, this one looked much plainer.
In fact, it was just an ordinary apartment door, no different from those in the student dormitories.
As the girl opened the door, the interior came into Chen Shi'an's view.
It was an open-plan studio of about thirty square meters, arranged into a bedroom and living area using basic furnishings.
The entrance opened onto the living area, which had a three-seat fabric sofa and a small oval coffee table. A fruit plate sat on the table, holding apples whose skins had already begun to shrivel. As a thoroughly unexciting choice of fruit, those apples had probably been sitting there for a while-
Chen Shi'an looked to his left. A desk stood against the wall, neatly stacked with tall piles of books and assorted study materials.
There was also a laptop and a printer on the desktop.
To his right was a dining table, though that, too, was being used as a desk, piled high with books and assorted study materials.
Since it was an open-plan studio, Chen Shi'an could see the bed the girl usually slept in when he looked farther inside.
It was much smaller than the bed in her room at home that he had seen last time, only a meter and a half wide. The bed frame was plain, but the bedding looked very soft.
Lin Meng Qiu had not expected Chen