"Mia Ginger!"
"Windsor Myres!"
"Can you both stop arguing!" Blair Chester, who was sleeping groggily at the innermost corner, sat up clutching the edge of her bed, frowned, and said, "What ti is it? Can’t you let others rest!"
"None of your business!" Windsor Myres, mindful of Mia Ginger, directed her anger toward Blair.
Blair Chester’s sleepiness was mostly gone.
After a while, she pulled the blanket over her head, turned to the side, and went back to sleep.
"I have two things to say," Mia Ginger let out a sigh, looking at Windsor Myres, "First, don’t mix up with Louis Cox, and second, there will never be anything between and Camden River, so don’t spread rumors."
Windsor Myres scrutinized her.
She rembered the scene she saw earlier from a distance downstairs.
Mia Ginger and Camden River were talking about sothing.
But unexpectedly—
Even after Mia Ginger left, Camden River still watched her back for a while, seeing her off.
"Let’s see how it goes." Windsor Myres threw out the statent, snorted coldly, walked two steps to her desk, pulled out a drawer, grabbed cigarettes and a lighter, and started smoking on the balcony.
Mia Ginger breathed a sigh of relief, eting the confused and reddened eyes of Tong Tong.
"I just ran into Camden River downstairs, my tote bag got knocked into the garden, he helped pick it up, that’s all." She actually didn’t want to explain, but knew that if she didn’t, this would linger in Tong Tong’s mind like a thorn.
"Oh." Tong Tong clearly sighed in relief, tugged her arm, and said, "Windsor Myres is just like that, don’t argue with her in the future, it’s really scary."
"I know." Mia Ginger patted her hand, turned and went to her seat.
Took her washbasin and went to the washroom to freshen up.
The first day of college life was like this, chaotic, almost like a war, completely different from what she imagined.
She scooped a handful of cold water, pouring it all on her face.
Only then did she feel slightly calm inside.
She stood alone in the washroom for a while, carrying her washbasin back to the dorm.
The lights in the dorm were already off, Windsor Myres hadn’t returned yet, through the window, she could see her alluring profile, along with the flickering sparks at her fingertips.
Mia Ginger hugged her quilt, turned over.
Still couldn’t sleep.
Hot.
She reached a hand to the pendant on her neck, with her warm palm clenched tightly, the cold hard feel of the jade gradually cald her down.
Gradually, she fell asleep.
——
The next day, early morning.
Everyone got up shortly after five in the morning.
By six, they hurriedly went downstairs together, gathering at the playground for military training.
Cloud Capital University’s military training was located in the school, as in previous years, with a total duration of four weeks, twenty-eight days without break.
It’s mostly organized by academy into sections for training,
the New dia Institute had nine classes, with a total of over 380 people.
Mia Ginger was in Class Seven, with forty-two students in the class.
Apart from more than ten boys, there were over twenty girls, all together with class eight’s ten girls, forming a platoon,
on the first day of training, the playground was naturally a chaotic scene.
A few instructors who just arrived stood by, dressed in camouflage, expressionless like cold stiff guns, as if watching a play.
Mia Ginger glanced at the roster Roy Anders just gave her, sighed helplessly, chose a higher step, and called loudly, "Girls from Class Seven, New dia Institute, gather to my left."
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