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The white dormitory building appears at the end of the line of sight.

There was an old deck chair at the door, with an old man lying on it.

He closed his eyes and seemed to be asleep.His gray hair was swaying slightly in the wind, and he was wearing a gray robe. He looked like any ordinary old man taking a nap in the sun.

But Wang Donger knew that he was the strongest being on the mainland.

The guardian of Shrek Academy, Dragon God Douluo Munn.

Wang Donger walked over and asked, "Grandpa, can you help me see where this dormitory is?"

Moon took the key from Wang Donger's hand.

"No. 108, the third room on the left on the first floor."

"Thank you, grandpa."

Moon smiled and nodded: "Here comes another polite and good boy. He seems to be from the same dormitory."

Wang Donger didn't hear what Mun En said, so she walked into the dormitory building quickly and came to the outside of Room 108.

The door was exactly as I remembered it, with a deep scratch on the door frame.

Wang Donger inserted the key into the keyhole and turned it.

With a click, the lock opened.

The door opens inwards.

There was a person sitting on the bunk by the window.

He lowered his head and was stuffing something into the small cabinet beside the bed.

The sun fell on the side of his face, outlining a thin outline, brow bones, bridge of nose, and slightly pursed lips.

His hair was a bit messy, and it looked like he hadn't taken good care of it.The clothes he wore were ordinary coarse cloth, a little white from the washing, but very clean.

Hearing the door knock, he raised his head.

He saw those pink-blue eyes, so beautiful.

Huo Yuhao stood up: "You must be the new roommate, my name is..."

Wang Donger suddenly rushed over.

Huo Yuhao obviously didn't expect that his roommate would suddenly pounce on him as soon as he entered the door. He subconsciously stepped back, but behind him was the bed.

Wang Donger's hands wrapped around his shoulders, and she ran into his arms, pressing him directly onto the bed.

"You!"

Wang Donger buried her face in his chest, feeling the warmth and breath coming from his body.

It's not a phantom, it's not a memory, it's not the elusive back figure that her soul is looking at in the void.

It was the living, warm Huo Yuhao who had not been hurt by Tang Wutong.

She hugged her tightly, as if she was going to use her whole life's strength.

Huo Yuhao finally came to his senses, hurriedly pushed her away from him, turned over and sat up, pressing his whole body against the wall.

The tips of his ears were as red as if they were bleeding, and his face was full of fear and confusion.

"Who are you?"

Wang Donger was pushed away by him and sat on the other end of the bed. Looking at his appearance, she couldn't help but smile.

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