Chapter 315: Chapter 308: I’ll Stab You First
“What’s wrong?” She asked Ting Yuan in a soft voice, wondering who had upset Lele. Lele was generally kind-hearted, not to mention a little carefree. Unless something was egregiously wrong, she would usually just turn a blind eye to it.
What’s happened today? Why does she look as long-faced as a horse?
“Well...” Ting Yuan extended her arm and pointed in a direction. “She’s here, she immediately had a big argument with Lele, accusing Lele of keeping her up with her loud voice.”
Tang Yuxin raised her eyes to take a look, and indeed spotted a person wrapped up like a silkworm cocoon above the bunk.
It was Sun Yumeng, whom they thought wouldn’t be coming this semester. But why was she here now? School had started a month ago and the school was quite strict about student attendance. Sun Yumeng had skipped an entire month of classes; did she intend to graduate at all?
It wasn’t as if Sun Yumeng was on leave. The teacher had contacted her several times and asked their dorm mates many times why she hadn’t shown up for class. If the teachers had no idea, it meant she was skipping class, not officially on leave.
No one knew where Sun Yumeng had gone during that month. She probably stayed at home, or perhaps she was somewhere else, but no matter what the reason, she had skipped an entire month of class. And on her return, she got into an argument with Lin Yile.
The students in the dormitory haven’t stepped into society yet, so most of them were still innocent and simple, not meticulous. But Sun Yumeng was different, she had already been influenced by some adult perspectives and distanced herself from this circle. She seemed out of place in school, and likewise with them.
So it wouldn’t be easy for her to fit in with the rest, and of course, they didn’t take the initiative to befriend Sun Yumeng either.
Therefore, the dormitory relationship had always been like this. The four of them formed a cohesive group, while Sun Yumeng didn’t associate with anyone. Tang Yuxin was somewhat puzzled.
Sun Yumeng would always wear makeup before, which made her look stylish and radiant. There were times when Tang Yuxin even forgot whether she had seen Sun Yumeng without makeup before. Sun Yumeng seemed to wear a mask every day, and overtime, Tang Yuxin could only remember her made-up face: the black eyeliner, red lips, and powdered skin. She always smelled faintly of makeup and skincare products, all mixed together.
It was a confusing mix of scents, smelling like an adult woman trying to hide the traces of age on her body and covering up her loss of youthful glow. Tang Yuxin truly didn’t understand what persuaded a twenty-year-old girl to love makeup so much.
It wasn’t until much later, when she saw Sun Yumeng without makeup, that she understood the phrase “height doesn’t suffice, wear high heels; beauty doesn’t suffice, apply makeup”.
Sun Yumeng’s facial features seemed quite ordinary without makeup, her eyes lifeless, and her complexion not so good, her skin seemed dull, and there were faint freckles on her cheeks.
Tang Yuxin furrowed her brows. Those freckles shouldn’t have appeared on Sun Yumeng’s face.
“Tang Yuxin, Sun Yumeng, you two are a group. Practice on each other,” said the teacher.
Sun Yumeng pulled the corner of her mouth. The medical coat she was wearing seemed to look better than her complexion.
On the other hand, Tang Yuxin was also wearing a medical coat, but her skin was so fair that it seemed to blend seamlessly with the coat. Few Easterners had this kind of complexion, it was more common among Westerners, but her pale complexion wasn’t sickly, instead it resembled the luster of jade, completely different from Sun Yumeng’s.
Sun Yumeng’s complexion was unnatural, a bit unwell, and seemed artificial.
“Do you draw my blood first, or do I draw yours?” Tang Yuxin asked Sun Yumeng. She was fine either way.
“Of course, I draw your blood first,” Sun Yumeng answered casually.
“Alright,” said Tang Yuxin, not minding at all. After all, this was going to happen eventually, so she generously extended her arm towards Sun Yumeng. There was still a bruise from the last time Ting Yuan drew her blood. Now, every time Ting Yuan saw her hand, she felt guilty.