He Xueqing certainly has enough.
He carefully put the shower gel that Cen Yu had given him into his schoolbag. He lived in the dormitory, and when he went to the public bathhouse at night, he couldn't help but smell the shower gel a few more times when he squeezed it onto his hand.
Even though it was the same scent, he still thought Cen Yu's smelled better.
After he finished showering and returned to the dormitory, the remaining three people didn't really pay attention to him.
That's how his relationship with his dorm was. Everyone was busy with their studies and didn't have time for those inexplicable little tricks. It was just a kind of passive-aggressive behavior of ignoring him as if he didn't exist.
He Xueqing didn't care about any of that.
Because in his eyes, all his roommates were dead.
He only had an old-fashioned phone that couldn't really access the internet. The other people in the dorm did have phones with internet access, but they weren't on good terms with each other, so of course they wouldn't share anything important with him.
Until someone sat up in bed and said, "Holy crap, this guy says the end of the world is really coming soon, let's get ready."
"He claimed to be a prophet, someone who could see the future."
He then burst into laughter, "Don't we also have someone in our dorm who can see the future?"
He then looked at He Xueqing and said, "Hey, you charlatan, what do you think of our future?"
He Xueqing glanced at him.
In his field of vision, his roommate's head was deformed, as if it had been smashed flat by something.
“You will die,” He Xueqing said directly.
The man got angry and was about to get out of bed to beat He Xueqing when he was stopped by the other two people.
He Xueqing wasn't satisfied yet, so he looked at the remaining two people, "You too."
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