What funny things happened when you lived in the dormitory?
Speaking of which, I have to thank her. I lie in bed every morning and don't think about it. He is the only one who can help me. Every day when she wakes up and lifts the quilt, I jump down without taking the stairs, because the lid of the expired old sauerkraut jar will be lifted soon. I immediately rushed out with washing tools. Of course, I was a silly bottom bunk, but other roommates began to laugh. They all understand me. . . She was still sleeping when she came back, so I'm going to drag her. As soon as she saw me coming towards him arm in arm, she flew out of bed in one stride, and I thought, Wow, what a flexible fat man, everyone laughed. What I don't understand is that when she got out of bed, she brought the quilt down, slammed it flat on the ground, rolled over and stretched herself, and when she was enough, she got up and folded the quilt and put it on the bed. We were dumbfounded during the whole process, and there was only one word "why" in our hearts. Sure enough, such a thing can only be done by my fat and sweet lower berth, and we can only laugh without saying anything, hahaha.