Chapter 10 — Two-Face Roommate

Now, everything is lost. When the meeting ended, I deliberately walked very slowly. People passed by me. Many people looked at me with sympathetic eyes, and there were also a few girls I knew who came up and patted my shoulder, saying a sentence of innocence would automatically be proven. When I reached the door of the teaching building, Tong Huynh suddenly chased me from behind, grabbed my sleeve. "On Tu!" Her voice was hoarse, carrying an aggressiveness as if she had defied everything. "Are you playing tricks? Have you submitted something strange?" I stopped walking, bowed my head, looked at the hand holding my sleeve, and calmly said: "You can go to the Student Affairs Office to check. The application is there, open and clear." white." "Why do you have to chase me to the end?" Tong Huynh's eyes were red, tears were about to fall. "I've already been disciplined, why do you still want to cut off my financial life?" "Cut off your financial life?" I smiled softly, pulling my sleeve from her hand. "Tong Huynh, this money doesn't belong to you. What you stole by denouncing and defaming me, now you just have to return it "What's wrong? With money that doesn't belong to you, can you sleep at night?" Tong Huynh was so choked that he couldn't speak, his chest was heaving violently. She looked at me for a few seconds, suddenly laughed nervously, her smile distorted: "On Tu, you are so cruel. You are even more cruel than I thought. Just for this little money, you don't even care about the feelings of your classmates..." "The feelings of your classmates?" I interrupted her, my eyes cold. "When in the middle of the night you posted a large piece of paper on the bulletin board to slander me, did you ever think about the feelings of your classmates?" "When you spread the news to your seniors that my morale was not good." stable, say I forced you to quit school, have you ever thought about your classmates' feelings? "Tong Huynh, don't have such double standards. You do things on the first day, I do things on the fifteenth. It's fair and reasonable." After saying that, I didn't look at her anymore, turned and strode away. Behind me came Tong Huynh's hysterical scream: "On Tu! Do you think you've won? Will you still be able to survive in the department in the future? Let me see who else dares to be friends with you!" My footsteps didn't stop, I didn't even turn around. Friends? This type of relationship is built by calculation and exploitation, it's okay to not need it. Tong Huynh started to become a bit crazy. After her scholarship was revoked, her life in the dormitory became even more difficult. It seemed like she wasn't willing to admit defeat like that, and started going crazy in all kinds of small groups. Sometimes they said the department was unfair, other times they said I was a relative of advisor Tran, and even tried to manipulate a few people who had a normal relationship with me to isolate me. 14Unfortunately, everyone is not stupid. A person who even has a roommate is scheming, for money without respect, who dares to get close to her? The messages she sent often only received a few side sentences through the loudspeaker. Most of the time, her response was deadly silence. This type of cold violence hurts people more than any argument. Tong Huynh cannot continue to stay in the dormitory. She started leaving early and coming home late, sometimes even staying in the library until closing time to return. After returning, she immediately pulled the bed curtain and locked herself in that tight space. Her performance began to decline. Because she was mentally depressed, she did not submit the assignments for several specialized subjects, and her progress points were also deducted a lot. The counselor called her in to talk. After returning, she buried her head in the blanket and cried all afternoon. And I stopped caring about her situation a long time ago. I'm busy making up for missed documents, busy preparing for the major competition next month, busy bit by bit trying to get my life back on track.

was thrown back into orbit by this. That night, while queuing for food in the restaurant, I met Quy Lang Han. She came over with a tray of rice, mysteriously said to me: "Hey, you know? It seems that Tong Huynh wants to change majors." I picked up a chopstick of vegetables, without stopping: "Oh?" "I heard that she actively applied, wanting to transfer to the Literature department next door." Quy Lang Han pouted. "Maybe I can't continue to stay in our department anymore. My reputation is already rotten." "That's good." I calmly said: "Changing an environment." different, good for her, good for us." "But changing majors isn't that easy. With her achievements..." "That's her problem." I put down my chopsticks and looked out the window. Outside the restaurant, early winter corn leaves have fallen all over the ground, a golden patch. Tong Huynh's application to change majors was ultimately not approved. The reason is very simple. She failed too many subjects, and the disciplinary action has not been lifted yet. She was forced to continue staying in this department, but her mental state completely collapsed. She became silent, spoke little, always bowed her head when walking, afraid of meeting familiar people. The few times we met in the hallway, she seemed to see a ghost, quickly ducked close to the wall and then hid. Before the new semester, the dormitory is adjusted. I applied for a room change.