Chapter 002: Understanding Arthur

I was not looking at Yi Fei properly: Hey, what use do you have for such a big light bulb?

I hummed a bit: Tch, dying from a chest wound, just wait, if that turtle dies, who knows, I might still be alive

The boy also looked at me in surprise, saying: this, this ... ...

Returning to the dormitory, Yifei was reading a magazine. She is not in the same class as me; she is a year ahead and majoring in accounting. Upon seeing me looking as if I had taken poison, she looked up and asked, "Eighteen, what’s wrong with you?"

I was stunned for a few seconds, my shirt collar loosened. I turned around and glared at the boy angrily: Hey, are you out of your mind? Can't you tell the difference between a man and a woman? What are you grabbing me for?

At that very moment, Arthur collided with the muzzle of my gun. The situation unfolded as follows:

The hallway attendant smiled as she separated us, and I shot a resentful glare at the boy before turning to ascend the girls' staircase

I felt very frustrated and retracted my rather prominent chest, so angry that I was at a loss for words, almost resorting to stripping off my clothes for the aunt to see. Later, I had someone from my dormitory come down to pick me up, which finally resolved the issue. However, there are three aunts in the hallway, taking turns on duty; it was either this aunt not allowing me to enter or that aunt not allowing me to enter. In the end, I had no choice but to keep my student ID on me, taking it out to prove my identity whenever I was questioned. However, there are three aunts in the hallway, taking turns on duty; it was either this aunt not allowing me to enter or that aunt not allowing me to enter. In the end, I had no choice but to keep my student ID on me, taking it out to prove my identity whenever I was questioned.

These matters are relatively easy to discuss, but the most challenging aspect is going to the restroom. Sometimes, my presence in the restroom can startle other girls, causing them to scream or flee in panic. Consequently, I am left with no choice but to wait until others are not using the restroom, all while exercising extreme caution to avoid frightening anyone. Additionally, I prefer to go with my dormitory mates, or I try to wear as little clothing as possible, allowing other girls to clearly see my meager feminine contours, thereby proving that I am one of them, which is equivalent to the weight of five hundred ducks. I must remain extremely cautious to avoid startling others, and I also prefer to go with my dormitory mates, or I try to wear as little clothing as possible, allowing other girls to clearly see my meager feminine contours, thereby proving that I am one of them, which is equivalent to the weight of five hundred ducks.

Yi Fei cracked a sunflower seed, lazily looked at me, spat out the seed shell, and smiled at me: "Dying from a chest injury is truly unprecedented and will not be followed by anyone in the future. I support you; our school can also gain some fame through you."

I was also taken aback, then I straightened my chest and raised my head, signaling the aunt to look at my puffed-up chest. However, the aunt in the hallway looked at me without much reaction and said: "I really can't tell. Why don't you let someone from your dormitory come down to verify it?"

Before I could react, the collar of my shirt was grabbed, and I stumbled backward. I tried to turn around, but that guy was holding on tightly, and I couldn't muster any strength. At that moment, the hallway attendant angrily said to him: "Hey, this child, let go quickly. She is a girl and a student, let go!"

That afternoon, there were no classes, and I was dozing off in the study room. I decided to head back to my dormitory for a nap. As I slowly made my way back to the girls' dormitory, I saw a boy chatting with the hallway aunt, seemingly trying to find a girl to accompany him into the girls' building. He was holding a beautiful rose in his hand. The hallway aunt looked as if she would never agree, shaking her head like Tang Seng from the Journey to the West. The boy was anxiously scratching his head. When he turned around, he glanced at me, and I caught a glimpse of his appearance—he was very handsome, exuding a strong masculine aura. I walked straight inside. At that moment, I heard the boy say: "Hey, Auntie, how come that guy can go in? Is he a relative of yours?"

Finally, when I was filled with rage and had the urge to kill, that boy said: "This is not my fault; clearly, there is something wrong with your appearance. Just take a look for yourself, Auntie, do you think she looks more like a man or a woman?"

I swallowed hard and put on a look of deep sympathy: "Ah, Yifei, if my chest were like yours, do you think any man would dare to mistake me for someone else? Oh heavens, what have I done wrong? How could I have been given such a pitiful chest curve? Am I still a woman? ... What meaning does my life have? Yifei, I don't want to live anymore. Please help me open the window; I want to... ? ... What should I even die for? What meaning does my life have? Yifei, I don't want to live anymore. Please help me open the window; I want to... ? ... What should I even die for?

Yifei was just about to continue speaking when the phone rang. The dormitory phone was conveniently located right next to Yifei's bed, and she turned around to grab it. With a cheerful smile, she answered the call, and I could hear her giggling and responding as if she were quite familiar with the caller. After hanging up, Yifei looked at me and said: "Eighteen, let's have dinner together tonight. A guy wants to treat me to a meal. To be honest, I really don't want to have anything to do with him. You should come with me; with your height of 170 centimeters, how big of a third wheel would you be?" After hanging up, Yifei looked at me and said: "Eighteen, let's have dinner together tonight. A guy wants to treat me to a meal. To be honest, I really don't want to have anything to do with him. You should come with me; with your height of 170 centimeters, how big of a third wheel would you be?"

I recounted the incident downstairs to Yifei, who chuckled and said: "Forget it, compared to the issue with the sanitary napkin, this is nothing. Calm down, calm down. Here, I have some sunflower seeds."

Aunt looked at me with skepticism and asked: What proof do you have that you are a woman

The girls in our dormitory were laughing uncontrollably, and I was so angry that I almost jumped from the only girls' dormitory building. Considering how difficult it has been to live for so many years, I managed to hold back and did not jump. At that moment, I looked at everyone with a very displeased expression.

I helplessly defended myself: "Bro, let go, I am a woman, a woman!"

I looked at my aunt with tears in my eyes and said: Aunt, I really am a girl, I am not lying to you

I sat beside Yifei at hetushu.com, grabbed a handful of sunflower seeds, and was about to crack them open when I glanced at Yifei, my eyes turning red. Yifei was leaning against the bed, and it was still late September. My university life had already begun for a month and a half, and the temperature in Beijing was still quite hot. Yifei was wearing a tank top, the curves of her chest clearly visible. Yifei looked at me and said, "Eighteen, what's wrong with you?"

During class in the teaching building, I rarely go to the restroom because there are simply too many girls in class, and many who do not know me inevitably mistake me for someone else. Once, I could not hold it any longer and went to the restroom. Before I could even pull down my pants, a girl next to me let out a deafening scream, which startled me into hurriedly exiting the restroom. The boyfriend of that girl angrily grabbed me outside, saying: "Kid, you are truly bringing shame to men. How dare you enter the girls' restroom! You deserve a beating, don't you?"

One Fei, hee hee, with a smile: I want that big light bulb of yours, to zap that fickle playboy, hum, thinking he is a romantic hero? Bah!

I must first mention my appearance. I resemble a boy, with a broad forehead, high nose bridge, and short hair. Although my physique is not muscular, it is somewhat sturdier than that of the average girl. I prefer wearing androgynous clothing, particularly black men's shirts and jeans, and I like to use a wide belt to tuck in my shirt. My facial features are well-defined, leaning towards a masculine handsomeness and virility, and I have been told that I look quite cool from behind. I have been at school for several days now, but a frequent occurrence is that the aunt in the hallway stares at me, saying, "Hey, hey, that kid, I'm talking about you!" Boys are not allowed in the girls' dormitory, do you understand? Get out.

Later, the security guard at the entrance came over and invited me, along with that girl and her boyfriend, into the security office. I showed them my student ID, which resolved the issue. This incident caused quite a stir at the school, and many people in the only girls' dormitory learned that I was a girl, which greatly benefited me when I needed to use the restroom in the future. However, the version that spread outside the girls' dormitory nearly made my nose crooked with anger, as the rumor was: "Hey, did you know that there's a boy at our school who really likes to go into the girls' restroom? It is said that he is also fond of using women's sanitary napkins, and he was caught by the academic affairs office and received a demerit. They say he might even be expelled."

The boy was taken aback and hesitated, yet he still refused to let go. I angrily shook off his hand and held up the sanitary napkin for him to see: "Hey, look closely, look closely. Do men use this? I am a woman, a woman, do you hear me?"

When Arthur met me, it was somewhat of a twist of fate, or one might say it was a stroke of misfortune, which left me quite embarrassed