I was stunned again, thinking I was looking for someone. Just when I was about to turn around and inform the young man, the man standing at the door glanced into the room and ordered in a very loud voice: "Get dressed and come out!"

With a "bang", the door was closed.

I was so frightened by this surprise that my scalp went numb. I turned to look at the young man behind me. He frowned and seemed to be thinking about something.

"What's going on?" The young man looked at me and asked. The next moment, his face darkened, "It's broken!"

What's wrong? Your relatives came to your door and made people jump?

This young man was not polite, he reached out and grabbed my arm, pulled me into the room, and pressed me down on the sheets. This action scared me to death.

However, he didn't have any special thoughts, so he lowered his voice and said to me very seriously, "Maybe it's the police."

"What?"

He squeezed my shoulder hard and signaled me to lower my voice. He thought briefly and then said, "I'm telling you, I'm going out in a while. Don't tell me what you do, just say you are my girlfriend."

, we are all students from the art school here, and we have just returned from summer vacation."

I reacted and understood that this was a criminal making a confession. But I am not a criminal.

I said: "I didn't do anything in the first place?"

I could smell the smell of alcohol coming out of the young man's mouth when he was talking. He was probably not clear-headed, and he hadn't noticed the delivery yet. He thought that when I said I didn't do anything, I meant that although

I'm here, but nothing happened to him.

His tone was a bit forced, and he didn't want to explain anything to me. When he looked away, he seemed to sneer, as if he had understood something that he disdained.

When I looked up again, he put on the coat in his hand smoothly and asked me again: "How old are you?"

My mind paused for a second, "Twenty."

"When were you born?"

"Eighty-seven years."

He lowered his head and seemed to be thinking about something, and said in a serious tone: "Well, if there is a police officer outside, you just say this..."

When he said this, his tone became less fierce than before, but he didn't have a good look towards me either. It just seemed that he knew what he should do.

I was still confused and wanted to explain something, but was unable to open my mouth due to the tense atmosphere at the moment. If I opened my mouth, he would stop me with words.

Time was running out, he knew it.

We exchanged some simple information with each other. His name is Li Hua, and he is an alumnus of mine. He studied folk dance in 2004. I majored in performance in 2005, so I should call him senior.

I didn't know what was going on outside, but Li Hua seemed very sure that it was the police who came outside. While we were exchanging information, there was another fierce knock on the door, and Li Hua said something to me quickly and simply.

, then stood up and walked towards the door.

He opened the door and I followed him, not closely. I still wanted to observe what was going on from a distance.

Li Hua went out and saw the person knocking on the door, and asked calmly, "What's the matter? What's the matter?"

Pretending to be pretty similar.

The person at the door revealed his identity, and it turned out to be the police. He also said that they had come here specially after receiving a report that illegal prostitution was taking place in this room.

Li Hua smiled, and I saw a faint smile line on his side face. He said, "No, it's a mistake. My girlfriend and I are here. Did you find the wrong room?"
Chapter completed!