The first day of school, dormitory 404.
Du Jue opened a can of beer and took a sip, his Adam's apple rolling.
Wu Zhige didn't know why he was staring at that action.
By the time he came to his senses, Du Jue had already flattened the can and walked towards him.
"Hey, what's your name? Why are you staring at me?"
Not in a questioning tone. But Wu Zhige was still so nervous that he clenched the mineral water bottle in his hand.
Later he realized that the approach of some people was not accidental.
It's fate.
Intention: Make progress every day