The Mystery of Yin and Yang

My name is Jiang Xing, a senior student in the Department of Mechanical and Electrical Engineering at Nancheng University. Tonight, Nancheng is a bit deserted. After all, it is already past midnight. The only people who can still wander the streets at this time are drunkards and maybe "lonely ghosts". The school's dormitory building should have been closed long ago. I sat on a bench by the roadside, thinking that if I went back and knocked on the door, the dormitory aunt would curse the tenant woman's curly hair, and my stomach suddenly turned upside down. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.