Tang Zhinian, carrying his daughter's luggage, had quite a load. The luggage included quilts and such, which he disliked buying from outside. He preferred the quilts sewn at home, which he found to be very thick, warm enough for winter. But how she's going to get through summer is something he hadn't thought about.
For their freshman year, they were required to live on campus, but by sophomore year they could commute.
The dorms were allocated by groups, and it was either coincidence or because of Lin's father's connections, Tang Yuxin ended up in the same dormitory as Lin Yile.
Each dormitory had six beds. They arrived early so few people had come yet, leaving both the upper and lower bunks empty.
Lin Yile looked at the upper bunk distressfully. Wow, so high. Scary.
Luckily, they came early. Otherwise, she would have to sleep on the upper bunk for three years.