Is it really me who is dazzled?

I secretly opened the door again and looked towards the end of the hallway, but this time I didn't see anything, and I was a little disappointed, and I didn't know if I had been bold or stupid after this night.

I shook my head, but I couldn't calm down. I turned on the lamp, pulled out a notebook from the shelf, and took out the pen I usually used to practice calligraphy. In college, you always have to find something to pass the time, don't you? They all say that writing is calming, but I wrote for a while, but I found that it had little effect.

Once you start something, there's no going back.

I sighed, charged my phone, and my thoughts started to flow again.

I used the method of elimination: first, it can't be an enemy, and second, it can't be a prank.

The rest may only be things raised in the building, but I don't think it's right, if I really am a ghost, dealing with a girl like me who is powerless, why bother so much? Maybe I can be half dead if I show up, could it be someone who is making trouble? But in the middle of the night, this is the girls' dormitory, who could it be? People who are as curious as me? There are more and more doubts, and I am beginning to have no clue again, after all, including the "crab field" ,It's all my guess.,I don't know anything about Feng Shui.,It's just that I happened to read a few Zhiwei novels.,Maybe everything is my own scare myself.。 The more I thought about it, the more confused it became, so I opened the phone album, and fortunately the photos were still very clear. I simply sketched the floor plan of the dormitory building with a pen, but I'm not an architecture major, so even if I did, I still didn't understand the bullshit. After thinking about it, I decided to ask a "person who understands".

While fiddling with my stick figure-like drawings, I boarded QQ and opened one of the groups.

Here I need to introduce the "understanding person" I know. - In fact, the so-called understanding people are just iron buddies who I don't talk about everything, and it's better to share and share than to think nonsense here, isn't there an old saying: Three stinky people will top one Zhuge Liang.

Throne, standard Kyo oil.

Our revolutionary friendship began three years ago. The two of us are also the loyal slings of the great "Emperor Bar" Li Yi, and they really don't know each other, and the current Internet, in addition to the most civilized netizens on the yellow network, can cause netizens to scold each other as big as national events and as small as eating and, so we are not exempt from vulgarity. I don't remember what the specific post was.,I just remember that the two of us scolded and scolded and had a unified point of view.,And then I added a friend.,After some chat.,After talking nonsense.,I actually began to sympathize with each other.。 This product is the son of a cadre in Beijing, in the imperial capital, where a fork can be smashed to death by a tree fork, this kid can still be leisurely, living all day long, it seems that his father's official rank is not just a director. But it's a pity that this kid didn't inherit his father's ambitions, he had no intention of officialdom, and he didn't care about studying, and even pretended to be forced to open a café without going to college, and lived the life of a literary and artistic youth. It's a shame that his father gave him such a domineering name, no wonder his angry father scolded him for being a "plaything" and didn't care about him.

The economy is basically independent, and he lives poorly, but he is quite stinky and beautiful, and his beautiful name says: not to be in the same stream as the world, I was disgusted for several days when I heard his words. However, he is indeed different from the second generation of officials described on the Internet, and the second generation of officials who ride a small electric all day long is also wonderful, so I gave him a glorious title - electric donkey little knight.

opened the dialogue window of Wang Quan's classmates, and I quickly typed out a few words on the keyboard: grass chicken, grass donkey, grass mud horse, click send.

The phone vibrated and rang quickly: every day, every day, three fattens.

As an explanation, this is our code.

Me: Hello comrade, where have you been lately?

Wang Quan: Yo, what kind of wind is blowing you here? Gao is a fart, don't you pretend to be literary and artistic here? You haven't seen Lao Tzu's dog kennel.

Me: Day, you slut, always ruin the atmosphere, and besides, I've seen it in the video, but I haven't been there.

Wang Quan: Okay, okay, the pretending is over, why haven't you slept so late?

Me: It's a long story, wait for the old man to talk to you slowly,

Wang Quan: Speak TM people's words

Me: Grass! That's it......

I briefly told him what had happened.

As a result, this product directly gave me a sentence: I said Emperor Luo, if you have a tail, will you all go to heaven?

Me: Damn, can you fucking listen to the point?

Wang Quan: You didn't show me the photos either?

Me: Forgot ...... Hold on

Immediately after that, I sent him the photo, and after waiting for nearly a minute, Wang Quan replied: Wait a minute,

It seems to have eyebrows

I immediately replied: Okay, I'll wait for you.

In fact, there is a certain reason why I chose to tell Wang Quan about this. First, this kid is a second-generation official, and he is also a native of old Beijing, and his vision must be much higher than the "soil bun" from my small town, and I also declare that I am not a native of Harbin, but I just went to college here.

Second, the pseudo-Wenqing Wang Quan opened a café, so he will definitely come into contact with all kinds of people every day, and the more he has seen, the more he knows, and the more contacts he has around me, there are definitely more contacts than around me.

I'm just an ordinary college student, and the people around me who can communicate with him are not only students but also students, just a freelancer like him, and before I am sure, I don't want too many people to know, the fewer people who know about such things, the better, after all, this matter is related to the school, and I don't want to be ordered to drop out of school because of the lies.

The waiting time is always so tormenting.

It's been more than an hour, and the tiredness is starting to eat away at my brain, and I keep rubbing my temples, trying to keep myself awake, thinking: Brother Quan, Brother Quan, Lao Tzu called you brother, you have to be more reliable in this matter.

With one hand on my head and the other hand playing with Tetris on my phone, I was gameover after a while, because my mind was really not on the game. I'm already an impatient and anxious person, and with the tossing just now, sleepiness has basically taken over the high ground of my brain. Just when I couldn't wait to urge him, the long-lost vibration finally sounded,

Wang Quan: I asked around, and finally I was a little eyebrows, and the man said to give me an answer tomorrow, you quickly pack up and go to sleep, it's been freezing for so long, don't catch a cold again, good night.

After reading my brother Quan's words, I almost burst into tears, breathed a sigh of relief, and replied: Thank you for your kindness, good night.

Finally, sleepiness overwhelmed my last tense nerves, and I climbed into my cot and fell into a deep sleep.