Chapter 137 Teach Me

• At two in the morning, Elm returned to his room.
• He glanced at the slightly ajar door, from which a faint, chilly light emanated. Inside, he could hear faint sounds of sobbing. The sobs were soft, as if someone was desperately holding back their emotions.
• He was about to push the door open but decided against it. Instead, he reached into his pocket and pulled out a pack of cigarettes. Walking to the balcony at the end of the hallway, he lit up a cigarette and began to smoke.