On the other side, the chubby boy took what felt like his tenth or eleventh step down the aisle he’d come from when he suddenly stopped.
“Wait a minute, I was going to the bathroom, and besides, they’re doing that in a public place. Shouldn’t they be the ones to leave?”
The chubby boy wiped away non-existent tears, clicked his tongue, and with a look of righteousness, turned around and quickly walked back to the men’s restroom, about to enter.
The next second, he froze at the entrance of the men’s restroom, his eyes slightly wide, his mouth slightly agape.
Before, he had only seen online videos of people in a cafeteria, telling two girls to squat under a table, completing an exhibitionist play as if no one was watching, even inventing “mixed rice” in the process.
Now, it was finally his turn to witness it firsthand.
Right now, it’s just hands; what they’ll use next is too horrifying to imagine!
Are they going to have a big battle in a toilet stall next, and then the guy will tell the girl to be quiet, “You don’t want others to hear, do you?” And then fiercely thrust?
The chubby boy’s trembling, chubby hand pulled out his phone, wanting to snap a picture, but then he quickly put it away.
Exposing them by secretly filming would be righteous, but it would also infringe on their portrait rights.
He couldn’t do that, because these people aren’t worth violating the law for!
Even if he didn’t expose them today, if they continued to indulge themselves like this, someday!
Someone would punish them!
The chubby boy, filled with righteousness, turned around again and strode away, feeling as if tears were welling up in the corners of his eyes.
So, the online memes were all true!
The chubby boy quietly left, leaving no trace of his presence.
A moment later, Song Qiuyu and Jiang Xiao walked out of the men’s restroom side by side.
An unshakeable gloom deeply enveloped them.
At this moment, they still didn’t know that a pure-hearted young virgin had been greatly traumatized because of them.
And had also opened the door to a new world.
“Has the Drama Club president not returned yet?” Jiang Xiao asked actively for the first time.
Song Qiuyu glanced at her phone, her face ashen, and shook her head.
Jiang Xiao’s eyes darkened slightly; he didn’t speak.
As they walked down the aisle, two or three beautifully dressed girls, exuding a sweet scent, walked past them.
They were chatting about their own topics.
“Let me tell you, I left my rental early this morning and wasn’t wearing anything underneath. Good thing my boyfriend was with me.”
“The most ‘sense of security’ episode?”
“Who’s to say it isn’t?”
“By the way, does your boyfriend have any handsome friends? Introduce them to us?”
“Yes, sisters, yes!”
As expected, these college students’ minds were only filled with romance.
However, Song Qiuyu’s attention couldn’t shift from their initial conversation.
She couldn’t help but steal glances at Jiang Xiao walking beside her.
In a way, wasn’t this her current situation?
Her relationship with Jiang Xiao was very complicated.
How complicated, exactly? Besides being roommates, classmates, and friends on the surface, they were also ex-boyfriend and ex-girlfriend!
Although she didn’t want to admit the latter relationship, Jiang Xiao could barely be considered…
An ex-boyfriend?
But then again, Jiang Xiao hadn’t agreed to the breakup; she had only “cyber-died.”
So were they ex-boyfriend and ex-girlfriend or current boyfriend and girlfriend?
She couldn’t help but want to deny such a thing, hastily averting her gaze and pretending to look at the scenery outside the corridor.
Song Qiuyu’s lips were tightly pressed together.
Parts of her body were afraid of Jiang Xiao’s closeness, feeling ashamed of their proximity and current situation, instinctively wanting to pull away.
Yet, thinking of her lower body’s state, she didn’t dare to truly distance herself.
Deep down, she seemed to want to be even closer to him…
Perhaps it was because Jiang Xiao seemed quite reliable?
Not reliable in a boyfriend way, but more like a trustworthy brother or friend.
Song Qiuyu tried hard to convince herself, then felt justified in continuing to walk very close beside him.
Then, quite naturally, she sat back down in her seat, next to him.
However, shortly after sitting down, she became completely uncomfortable, enveloped by the scent of cedar mingled with soap from Jiang Xiao, combined with the unsettling feeling of a layer of fabric missing from her pants.
There were simply too many people in the classroom; everyone else was probably dressed properly, but she, inside, was not.
She picked up her phone and sent another message to the Drama Club president.
She clung to the thought that perhaps the president just had too many messages and hadn’t seen hers yet, waiting anxiously.
The morning class finally dragged on, but she still didn’t receive the reply she wanted.
Looking at the chat window page, where only she was constantly sending messages, Song Qiuyu gradually fell into despair.
“Oh no, I’m not going to have to stay like this for much longer, am I?”
She wanted to just go back to the dorm and change, but if the handcuffs weren’t unlocked, what if Jiang Xiao accidentally saw something when she changed?
“This is trouble. How about we try finding a locksmith?”
Lin An adjusted his glasses and came over, suggesting.
“Find a locksmith? That’s a path I never considered!”
Xie Zhuran’s eyes lit up.
“Sounds like it might work?”
Song Qiuyu pondered.
She immediately posted in the group chat and on the forum, confirming the nearest locksmith’s shop.
Then, she took Jiang Xiao and headed there.
Lin An and Xie Zhuran didn’t go with them.
They planned to eat first, then film their part of the short video plot.
Their props were almost complete, just missing the black stockings for Jiang Xiao to wear over his head.
So, Song Qiuyu planned that after getting the handcuffs off, she would stop by the supermarket to buy the black stockings and then return to the dorm.
To their dismay, when they arrived, the locksmith’s shop was closed!
There was a contact number posted on the door, but multiple calls only resulted in busy signals, and they couldn’t just sit and wait.
“Come on, let’s go to the supermarket first.”
Song Qiuyu gritted her teeth, her resolve strong, and led Jiang Xiao, turning towards the large supermarket they had passed earlier.
Jiang Xiao walked closely beside her, being careful not to let the handcuffs and silver chain show.
The familiar faint scent inevitably lingered at his nose.
It was Song Qiuyu’s scent; due to their close proximity, he had been forced to smell it all morning.
He could understand why those girls had sweet smells, but it was a bit strange that his friend had it too.
Jiang Xiao could only, as usual, attribute the source of the scent to shampoo and shower gel.
After all, Song Qiuyu probably wasn’t wearing perfume.
Then, they asked a supermarket staff member for the black stocking section.
The person smiled warmly, gave Song Qiuyu an ambiguous glance, and directly led them there.
“This one will do.”
Song Qiuyu didn’t know much about stockings, so she just grabbed a reasonably priced pack and took Jiang Xiao to pay.
The staff member watched them leave. Soon, a young couple also came to the stocking section.
Then, the young wife picked up the same stockings Song Qiuyu had bought and exclaimed, “Hey—isn’t this the erotic stockings that were out of stock online, the one with the slit? They actually have it at the supermarket?”
“Well, then, let’s just buy it.”