As they walked back to the dormitory, Wang Muman and He Lele walked in silence, neither speaking, which was unlike He Lele. However, Wang Muman finally asked He Lele, "Why aren't you talking?"
He Lele seemed to gather her emotions and leaned closer to Wang Muman's arm, "It's all because Li Zhentao was laughing and talking with that girl!" she said with a hint of girlish pout.
"I thought you felt about Li Zhentao the same way you feel about your history teacher!" Wang Muman patted He Lele's head, smoothing down her ruffled hair.
"I do have a tiny bit of interest in him, you know. It's not the same as with the history teacher." He Lele's speech even had a trailing inflection, giving Wang Muman goosebumps.
Wang Muman glanced at her, "Weren't you laughing and talking with Zhou Mingyu too?"
"That's not the same! I was jealous, and he wasn't," He Lele argued vehemently.
"What belongs to you will be yours, and what doesn't, you will eventually lose." Wang Muman looked up at the sky, which was completely dark, not even the North Star was visible.
"Why are you like me? Did Yan Cheng make you angry?" He Lele sensed that Wang Muman had been in low spirits since she returned from moving her belongings.
Wang Muman shook her head, not saying anything, and just quickened her pace.
"Hurry up, the other two are almost done with their wash-up," Wang Muman urged the slow-moving He Lele.
Along the way, they both started walking slowly, but it soon turned into a sprint, fearing they wouldn't make it in time. When they returned to the dormitory, they saw the other two already in bed, peeking out at them. With lightning speed, Wang Muman gathered her clothes and went to the washroom, leaving He Lele alone, lost in thought on a stool.
After Wang Muman finished washing up, she nudged He Lele, "Go on, it'll be dark soon, and you'll be scared!" Last time, after the lights went out, He Lele had screamed in the washroom, causing Shen Jiaxin to rush downstairs to check on her. She thought He Lele had fallen, but it turned out the sudden darkness had simply startled her.
He Lele slowly packed her things, brought a small night light, and went to the washroom.
Zhang Jiayi asked Wang Muman, "What's wrong with her?"
Wang Muman sighed and told them the story.
Zhang Jiayi commented, "Is this what being a young girl is like? Getting jealous over something like this?"
When He Lele came out and heard Zhang Jiayi's words, she retorted indignantly, "This is called having a girlish heart! Besides, I am a girl."
"Hahaha, He Lele, they were just talking normally, don't overthink it. Li Zhentao is a good student, but he's not that mature." Zhang Jiayi knew many people and had chatted with girls from their class, even mentioning Li Zhentao.
"Really? Zhou Mingyu, as his good friend, doesn't even know about this." He Lele climbed onto Zhang Jiayi's bed and snuggled up to her.
"Of course, I'm someone who observes everything; I know a bit of gossip from every class." Zhang Jiayi said proudly, making He Lele happy too.
The lights went out, and He Lele returned to her own bed, falling asleep. Otherwise, there would be another insomniac tonight.
Wang Muman couldn't sleep. After finishing her diary, waves of emotion suddenly surged within her. She remembered how Yan Cheng had asked her today, and the sense of loss that washed over her. Actually, it wasn't Yan Cheng's fault; it was her own problem. She still couldn't suppress her feelings, and the memories suddenly flooded her mind, making her unable to speak or hear anything. She wondered if Yan Cheng would notice.