"What the hell is wrong with me wearing your clothes!?"
Even though it was Li Qiang who was at fault, he was now shouting at the top of his lungs, his neck strained, tears streaming down his face.
His demeanor truly frightened Chang Hao.
Recently, he had just read online about a university student in Southern Yunnan who had beaten his roommate to death, and Li Qiang's behavior now made Chang Hao feel a bit uneasy, unable to help but say, "No, it's not that, you wore it, fine, but why did you smash the lock?"
Although a conflict didn't break out in the end, Li Qiang shouted so loudly that people in other dorms could hear him, and Chang Hao's reaction became a topic of interest.
Chang Hao was also frustrated inside. He said he had never seen someone like this before; damn it, clearly it was the other guy who was wrong, but why did it feel like he was the one at fault?
