415. Fearless Big Man
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After Lin Nan’s absence, the dormitory looked like a tornado had hit it.
There were sunflower seed shells scattered everywhere, the trash can was overflowing, and the broom and dustpan were just chilling on the floor without a care in the world.
Even though it didn’t smell weird—despite Tu Junhui and Xiong Da’s rather lazy habits—they still adhered to their daily shower principle.
But Lin Nan couldn’t stand it any longer. To her, the dorm had turned into a garbage pit. Just one glance at the mess made her heart ache. Talk about a mood killer!
Tu Junhui, fully dressed but looking as stiff as a statue, mumbled, “The dorm manager is so irresponsible for letting things get this way.”
Lin Nan plopped down under her bed. It had been months since she last visited, leaving a thick layer of dust on her desk and chair, and of course, no one else had bothered to clean.
Sitting in that familiar spot struck a nostalgic chord with her.
Chen Yao was lounging as usual on the ladder, arms folded, wearing a warm smile, stealing glances at Lin Nan, his face full of doting.
The atmosphere in the dorm was a bit awkward; nobody wanted to break the silence. With a sigh of resignation, Lin Nan stood up and grabbed the broom from the floor.
“I was gone for just a little while, and look at the state of this place! You two must have thought ‘no Lin Nan, no cleaning!’ huh?”
She had never liked the messy dorm, but her roommates seemed to have grown immune to it. Back in the day, she did all the cleaning—sweeping and mopping were basically her duties.
“Well, the school doesn’t do inspections,” Tu Junhui said with a sense of entitlement. “If they’re not checking, why bother cleaning?”
“Please tell me the bathroom isn’t so gross that it’s unuseable?” Lin Nan asked, sweeping as she spoke.
Before, under Lin Nan’s guidance, they took turns cleaning the bathroom every week, but now she could visualize that horrid yellow and black scene in her mind.
Sure enough, when she brought it up, Tu Junhui went silent, but Xiong Da chimed in, “I cleaned the bathroom last month! We were supposed to rotate like usual, but Tu just refused.”
“I didn’t refuse! I said we should do it once a month instead!” Tu Junhui exclaimed defiantly.
Even with his backpedaling, Lin Nan wasn’t fooled. After spending a year and a half with him, she had his number down pat.
Chen Yao helped Lin Nan tidy up as well, even if he thought it was pointless since he was already living off-campus with Lin Nan.
Seeing Lin Nan and Chen Yao working together must have hit home for Tu Junhui because he finally got a clue about team spirit and sheepishly started cleaning up from his chair.
He was overly conscious, being extra cautious as he feared Lin Nan might bring up his cross-dressing incident.
After half an hour of toil, the dorm was finally back in shipshape. Lin Nan happily returned to her spot, opened her wardrobe, and began packing up the rest of her stuff to toss.
It was a heart-wrenching sight, really.
Most of what she left behind were underwear and socks from her male days, along with a few pieces of boy clothes—all utterly useless to her now.
Perfect for the donation box outside, so at least it was a contribution to charity!
After packing up her stuff, Lin Nan turned to Tu Junhui, who was pretending to be busy.
Tu Junhui felt an icy chill creep down his back and had goosebumps all over as he put on a serious face and opened a game on his computer, “Wanna play a game?”
“Nope.”
“I just got a new game, Borderlands 3—it’s super fun! You should try it!” He attempted to shift Lin Nan’s focus to the game.
“I played it on Chen Yao’s computer. No interest.”
He turned to Lin Nan’s gentle smile, and his body trembled again, realizing that avoiding the issue wasn’t going to work.
He cleared his throat, straightening his back, “Don’t worry, I’m not the kind of person who goes back on my word.”
“Does that mean you’ll cross-dress?” Lin Nan’s smile widened.
Chen Yao chuckled gleefully, “Since we’re at it, why not record a video too?”
“Since we’re cross-dressing…” Tu Junhui looked at the still-prone Xiong Da on the bed, “How about Xiong Da joins in?”
Xiong Da raised his head in confusion, “What’s that got to do with me?”
“When we were cleaning, you did nothing! You showed zero responsibility for the dorm! You must be penalized with a cross-dressing punishment!” He tried to drag Xiong Da into his schemes.
Xiong Da flipped over and buried his head under the blanket, pretending he couldn’t hear anything.
“Hey, we share joys and sorrows together!” Tu Junhui lamented dramatically.
“Call me Dad.”
“Dad!” Tu Junhui had no shame.
But Xiong Da replied with righteous indignation, “What kind of son drags his dad into cross-dressing? You go cross-dress by yourself!”
Lin Nan and Chen Yao nearly burst out laughing.
Tu Junhui looked utterly baffled, slamming his hand on the table, ready to defend his pride, but Lin Nan conveniently offered her phone.
“Look, this dress would look perfect on you.”
He glanced down and turned pale.
“How about I get you a wig too?” Chen Yao chimed in.
From the bed, Xiong Da sent Tu Junhui a wig link, his face utterly deadpan, continuing to torture the poor guy: “I think this wig would suit you perfectly.”
“Curse you!” the hefty guy grumbled.
The three roommates united in their conspiracy against this dorm tyrant, who had been terrorizing them with his antics and never expected to find himself in this situation.
With a dark scowl on his face, he heard Lin Nan cheerfully ask, “You’re a big man, right? Big man~”
“Just yesterday, you were talking about how a big man keeps his word. Forgotten already?” Chen Yao jumped in teasingly.
Xiong Da sighed heavily, “Maybe he just got castrated today?”
The endless barrage of teasing finally pushed Tu Junhui over the edge. He jumped up, slamming his hands on the table, looking fierce: “d*mn it!”
Lin Nan thought he was genuinely upset and quickly took little steps behind Chen Yao, peeking out from behind his arm like a mini ninja.
“It’s just cross-dressing! I’d wear a dress out in public! To class!” He stood firm, his face serious, “If you buy it for me, I’ll wear it! I’m not one to go back on my word!”
Little did he know, the magical powers he prepared had dissipated into thin air—he was teetering on the edge of a great disaster!
Lin Nan’s smile returned, “Then we’ll place the order! In about three or four days, you’ll be in that dress!”
“Fearless big man!”
Tu Junhui puffed out his chest, looking like he was about to leap into battle.
Deep down, he felt a wave of sorrow, wondering how he ended up around such a bunch of weirdos.
What a tragedy!
