The man said, “Of course it’s true.”
Yan Yan was thoughtful and stood up to move.
Mi August said: “It’s not good to jump in line.”
Yan Yan was stunned for a moment.
The man said: “How can this be said to be queue cutting? It was obviously me who gave up my position to my junior sister.”
Mi August said nothing.
Yan Yan felt that there was nothing wrong with what the man said, but she did not move again. She said to the man with a little suspicion: “Since you are giving up your position to me, how about you give in first?”
The man smiled politely and walked out of the team, “Junior sister, please.”
Yan Yan smiled sweetly at him and then walked in front of Mi August.
She said to the man: “Thank you, senior brother.”
The man nodded, and then walked to the end of the line, behind a few people who came after Mi August.
Seeing this scene, Yan Yan was like a basin of ice water falling from her head. Her charming smile lost color and her lips trembled a few times.
“…Why didn’t he stand where I just arrived?” After a while, Yan Yan found her voice again, but it was as small as a mosquito’s buzz.
Because of the accident of changing seats in the queue, Yan Yan was silent for the rest of the waiting time.
When they entered the dormitory office, a woman with a friendly smile reached out to Yan Yan.
Mi August, who was standing behind Yan Yan, saw obvious stiffness in the muscles on her shoulders. The handover was quick. After Yan Yan left the team, Mi August walked closer.
Only then did he see that the woman had a kind face, but four or five hands stretched out from her two wide sleeves, doing different tasks on the counter.
A hand stretched out in front of Mi August.
Mi August handed her the door number of his cabin No. 8.
The woman took the door number and put it aside. Seeing that Mi August had not left yet, she said, “Next.”
Mi August stopped looking at her hands and said, “You haven’t returned the door number to me yet.”
The woman’s face suddenly turned cold, and her friendly look just now turned fierce. She said gloomily: “I haven’t finished the registration yet.”
Mi August said: “Then you should register it first and then return it to me.”
The woman stared at her and said nothing.