Reborn in 1974, crying with red eyes while hugging her rough husband

"Why are you back so late again? You must have gone to study. You are such an ambitious kid. Go back and take a shower and have some rest."

The dormitory manager was originally sitting at the door holding the lock. When she saw Shen Zhizhu coming back, she immediately stood up and prepared to lock the door.

"You are always the last one to come home in the whole building. I don't dare to lock the door until I see you come back, lest I fall asleep and be woken up by you."

The dormitory manager kept complaining, but Shen Zhizhu could feel the concern in her words.

"Thank you for waiting for me, Auntie. There was a little incident in the library today, so I came back a little late. Thank you for waiting for me, Auntie."

The dormitory manager was only in her fifties, at the age when she loved to listen to gossip. She immediately became interested and locked the door neatly.

"Tell Auntie what happened."

Shen Zhizhu thought about it and realized that if his design draft was really used by someone else a few days later or at some other time, it would be good for a few more people to know about it in advance.

What's more, for people of aunts' age, if they have nothing to do in their daily lives, they can get together and chat, which will be convenient in the future.

Thinking of this, she took out her design notebook from her backpack. When taking it out, she deliberately broke a corner of it where her aunt couldn't see.

"I could have come back earlier today, but I went to the bathroom. When I came back, I found a dark figure standing in front of my desk. I was so scared. I am still terrified when I think about it now."

The aunt also felt goose bumps all over her body after listening to this. She looked around and felt as if there was a cold wind blowing somewhere. She stood slightly towards Shen Zhizhu.

"Could it be... that dirty thing? Recently, I've heard from past students that they saw a dark shadow in the school. It was scary."

Shen Zhizhu didn't want to lead the matter to be blamed on ghosts.

"It wasn't a ghost, it was a person. When she saw me coming back, she ran away, but I was also very scared at that time, my legs were so weak that I couldn't walk. I don't know who that person was, but I guess she was also scared by me. After all, there was a sudden power outage in the library at that time. But she was too timid. At least she had a miner's lamp in her hand, but I had nothing."

Hearing that it was not a ghost, the dormitory manager breathed a sigh of relief, but she still pulled her collar tight with some fear.

"I was so scared. I hope it's a human being. I thought it was the ghost of that person coming back."

"That person's ghost? So a student really died in the school? That should have been a long time ago. How come there is a rumor of ghosts all of a sudden?"

"Which school hasn't had a few deaths? But the one who died was a girl. It was said that her family forced her to do it. She jumped off the building because she had no other options. She happened to fall right in front of us. I heard the noise and went to see. I was almost scared to death. Otherwise, I wouldn't be so scared when I heard a ghost."

"Okay, okay, let's not talk about this anymore. It's too scary at night. I won't be able to sleep soon."

The dormitory manager glanced outside, through the iron bars and across time, recalling what had happened there.

"That's right. I don't know what that classmate meant. He stood in front of my desk and crumpled up my design paper when he left. Luckily it didn't break."

Shen Zhizhu looked at the crumpled drawing in his hand with some grievance, making the whole picture look like a waste.

The dormitory manager took it and looked at it carefully under the light with squinted eyes.

"My girl, the clothes in the picture are really beautiful. If I were a dozen years younger, I would definitely wait until you had clothes to wear. I don't know which wicked person would not only let you look at them, but also make them look like this for you. How uncultured."

"Go back and get a few books to press it and see if it works. Can you see who it is? If you can, come and tell auntie and I will tell him to you."

Shen Zhizhu smiled. Sometimes even strangers were friendlier than family members.

"Got it, thank you Auntie, I'll go upstairs first, and you should go to bed early tonight."

After Shen Zhizhu said goodbye to the dormitory manager, she returned to the dormitory. As expected, everyone was still awake, waiting for her to come back.

As soon as she opened the door, she heard the door of the dormitory opposite open, and Wu Ping'er was half leaning against the door frame.

"I'm back. It's so late. Go take a shower and go to bed. You still have early classes tomorrow. Bye."

Wu Ping'er opened the door quickly, greeted Shen Zhizhu and said all the words in one breath, then closed the door, without even giving Shen Zhizhu a chance to respond.

"She is just like that. Sometimes she is very enthusiastic, but sometimes she is a little twisted. When she was here before, she kept asking you why you hadn't come back yet so late, and whether you were planning to sleep in the library."

Chen Yurou sat on the stool, watching the scene with amusement, and considerately explained Wu Ping'er's behavior.

If someone who didn't know Wu Ping'er saw what she did just now, they would probably think that she was sick.

Shen Zhizhu looked at the closed door over there and felt a warm feeling in her heart. She carefully closed the door of her dormitory, returned to her seat, put her things away, and then went to get her toiletries.

"Have you been waiting for me till now? Go and get some rest. You have to get up early tomorrow."

Chen Yurou really wanted to wait for Shen Zhizhu to come back before resting, for she was afraid that he would come back late and the dormitory manager would lock the door. She could also help call for help or something so that Shen Zhizhu would not be left alone outside.

"Okay, I'll go to bed now. Liang Fei also waited for a long time. When she heard the noise downstairs, she knew you were back, so she went back to bed. As for Yu Yan'er, it seems she hasn't been back for two days. I asked Teacher Wu, and Teacher Wu said that she lives nearby and has gone back to live. I don't know if she will ask her father to help find a mature designer to draw the manuscript for the competition."

"If she really found someone, then it will be very difficult for you to win the competition."

Liang Fei sat up from the bed, pulled aside the curtain and joined the conversation.

"Although I don't understand your designs, I think she can tell the difference between her own drawings and those by mature designers like your teacher Zhou. Many habits are difficult to change. Although their family is not a very large clothing factory, the clothes sold there can be seen to be made by the same person, so there is no need to worry."

"Yes, I thought of this when I proposed the competition. As long as she dares to hand it over to the designer they work with, she will definitely lose the competition. I think, even if she doesn't know this, her father knows it. The most he can do is ask someone to assist and guide her. If that's the case, I won't be too worried."