"So, what do we do now?"
Deng Linhui was a bit frustrated. It wasn't easy to find time to go to the Seventh Dining Hall for a nice meal, and now they couldn't even get past the school gate. He patted the steering wheel and said to Duan Yiming,
"Get in, let's go. Since we can't eat at the Seventh Dining Hall, we can go somewhere else. Living people can't be choked to death."
"What's the rush? He Xiaowei isn't even here yet, is he?"
Duan Yiming opened the door, sat down, and said nonchalantly,
"Let's wait for him before we decide. We can't just leave him here alone, can we?"
The two of them sat in the car, waiting for He Xiaowei while craning their necks to look toward the school gate. More and more cars were arriving from a distance, but every single one was blocked at the entrance. Forget about eating at the Seventh Dining Hall; they couldn't even get in through the gate.
