Are You Regretting It Now?

"I'll slap you to death." Qiao Yaruan pushed Shui Anluo as she spoke in a hoarse voice. She then walked to the table and sat down. She opened a beer but did not forget to ask, "The dorm matron didn't see you, right?"

"No, she wasn't around. I'd snuck this in," Shui Anluo said, observing Qiao Yaruan from head to toe. She did not look like a sexual abuse victim.

"Keep staring and I'll cripple those specially-colored eyes of yours." Qiao Yaruan sipped the beer and scoffed. She knew that Shui Anluo was still injured so she did not ask her to drink with her.

"Then tell me what's wrong? You have that bullied and humiliated look and are glaring at me with those resentful eyes. Then you sprinkle beer all over your anxiety. Tell me what's going on with you?" Shui Anluo gritted her teeth and questioned. She could not be blamed for overthinking.