In the small bathroom on the third floor, Ethan Ying squeezed a little hand sanitizer into his palm, rubbed it a few times, and turned on the faucet to rinse off the foam.
This is a restroom reserved for teachers. Students are generally not allowed to use it, but it's okay to come in occasionally to wash your hands or something.
Alex He and a few others also came. They had just helped cut the cake in the classroom. Because the knife given by the store was too soft, a lot of cream got on their hands, and there was a greasy sweet taste after wiping it.
Ben Zheng shook the water off his hands and looked out the door. Seeing no one in the corridor, he quietly took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, took out a cigarette and held it in his mouth, then handed the pack to Ethan Ying: "Want one?"
Ethan Ying shook his head: "No." He turned around and took two pieces of paper from the paper tube on the wall to wipe his hands.
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