After taking off her clothes in the dressing room, Gu Meng went into the bathroom, and there were already two people inside.
There are a total of six shower cubicles in the bathroom, three on the left against the wall and three on the right, each of which is covered by a white shower curtain.
Gu Meng chose the innermost cubicle against the wall, got into the shower curtain directly, and turned on the water flow to the maximum. When she came into contact with the water at a suitable temperature, she sighed comfortably and brushed her wet hair back.
"Brother, what do you think I will do tonight? Once He Wei dies, I will have to live in a dormitory alone tonight?"
An unassuming voice came from the next door. Hearing the name "He Wei", Gu Meng paid attention to their conversation.
"Staying alone in the dormitory for one night, it's creepy to think about it." Another male voice said: "You have been in contact with He Wei the longest, have you noticed anything unusual? You hung up on the first day, too Unlucky, and the death... hiss... I dare not recall."
He Wei's roommate is a college student named Wang Kele. He is not very timid, and his voice sounds like he is about to cry: "How could I know? After the haunting last night, he went to bed early. He is good-looking, has a very emotional personality, and we didn't talk about anything else, and we were not in the same group during the afternoon cleaning, and when I rushed over, he had already... just... turned into meat sauce."
"Okay, okay!" Another man quickly stopped him, "brother, to tell you frankly, if the male teacher is not still in our team, everyone would be suspicious, I really want to invite you to our dormitory to make do It's late, but now you understand that in this situation, you can't take anyone lightly, or you will have a group meeting later, and you can see who is willing to take you tonight."
Wang Kele cried and said, "Why did I end up with such an unlucky roommate? Now that he is dead, everyone suspects me."
"Before He Wei died, was there really nothing unusual?" The man asked again worriedly.
Wang Kele was in a hurry: "Brother! I really don't know! I just slept with him for one night."
Gu Meng faced the wall and wiped the water from her face: "..."
Classmates, this statement is ambiguous.
Two more people walked into the bathroom.
"Hey, someone has already enjoyed it. The current is quite strong."
The voice is the irritable old brother Zhang Guoqiang.
The shower curtain behind Gu Meng was pulled open, he was startled and looked back.
His roommate is standing behind with a burning gaze.
"Go, go." Gu Meng waved her hand at him, subconsciously covering the bottom with one hand, "There is still space on the opposite side, I can't squeeze in here."
Enjin slightly hooked the corner of her lower lip, her voice was as clean as melting snow, and she announced the good news immediately: "Gu Meng, I have a name."
Gu Meng's expectations were not too high, and she asked, "What's the name?"
If a man dares to say names like "baby" and "heart" again, he will scold him.
En Jin squeezed into the bathroom cubicle without seeing any surprise, and took Gu Meng's hand.
Gu Meng was embarrassed, and shrank to the corner: "You...why do you still move your hands?"
"Gu Meng." Wang Kele didn't know when he climbed onto the partition. Due to his height, he could only show a pair of eyes when he was on his feet. He looked at Gu Meng and then at the tall man who forcibly held his hand, and asked, " Is this what you want, or are you playing coercion?"
Gu Meng raised his hand and pressed his head down: "Take your bath! Your thoughts are too dirty, wash your brain too!"
At this moment, the man flattened his palm and stroked it with his fingertips: "Gu Meng, my name is Enjin."
Enjin was illiterate, and didn't know how to describe his name. If Bo Ye hadn't told him, he wouldn't even know how to pronounce these two characters, so he had to write it for Gu Meng, with every stroke very serious.
"Enjin?" Gu Meng raised her head to look at him, she was a little dazed.
In the misty mist, the man lowered his head, with neat short hair and a high nose bridge. His jet-black eyelashes were wet from the shower, his eyes were slightly raised, and his expression seemed to be smiling when he relaxed.
If it wasn't for the broken skull and strange behavior, he is actually a very attractive man.
"My name is written like this, do you understand?" Enjin raised her eyes to look at him, and said worriedly, "Is it a nice name? Is it better than the name Baby?"
Gu Meng came back to her senses, swallowed her saliva, and looked down at the hand being held: "You write it again, I didn't see clearly just now."
Enjin patiently wrote it again, this time at a slower pace than the last time.
Well, thank you.
Jin, Jin of Meiyu.
It sounded a bit feminine, but the meaning was okay, Gu Meng withdrew her hand: "Very good, congratulations, I finally got my name back."
Enjin smiled, turned sideways and squeezed under the shower to wet her hair: "Don't worry, I already have a name, which means that I am just like ordinary people and not a bad person. From now on, you can feel at ease with me Be together."
Gu Meng understood that he was concerned about the fact that everyone doubted him and did not want to form a team with him, so he felt a little distressed: "I never doubted you, really."
Because with your IQ, you can't be a villain.
At this time, footsteps came from outside again.
"There are only two positions, this..."
"It's okay, I'll share a room with Candi."
It was Bo Ye's voice.
It was only then that Gu Meng realized that En Jin had unknowingly robbed her of the shower seat, and the two of them were squeezed into a small space at the moment, but now there were no extra vacancies outside.
He glanced at the man, and said angrily: "Hurry up and wash it, I will use it after I wash it."
"Brother, I've finished washing, let's go first."
Wang Kele's voice came from outside.
Wang Kele opened the curtain with a basin in his hand, stepped on his slippers and "slapped" and went out to say hello to the man next door.
When passing by the man's cubicle next to him, he heard a clear "puchi".
Turning his head to look, blood splashed on the white shower curtain.
It was like someone pouring blood on the curtain inside.
Wang Kele was dumbfounded and froze in place.
The frosted shower curtain was stained red in large swaths, and blood trickled down, and a flood of red gushed out from under the curtain.
It wasn't until the red spread to Wang Kele's feet that he regained his voice and cried out in shock: "Dead man—"
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Thanks for the little cute nutrition solution.