“”“University Days”: Knocking on the Wrong Door
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I remember it was in 2012, my junior year; I lived on the 5th floor (the top floor), in room 515 I think； Back in student days, we all liked to drink and sing karaoke and such. One night, we had dinner at the restaurant near the south gate of the school; it was already midnight by the time we finished eating. We went back to the dormitory building with our roommates, still under the influence of alcohol. When we reached the door of our dormitory, we looked up at the number – 513. We knew it wasn’t our room, but anyway we knocked on the door anyway… In the end, our roommates managed to pull us back to the dormitory in time. I really have no idea what state I was in at that moment! ! ! @Guan Gongyu @Fish in the Desert
If the good times could go back, would you still act the same way?
I really want to live another 500 years~
Then it’s not that I’m in the wrong dormitory, but that I went to the wrong dormitory building. . . . . .
I lived in a shared dormitory in college, separated by a temporary door
That’s great; I’m still separated from it by an artificial river~
No, but in the first year they offered adult education classes, right next to it.