Wu Dong fell asleep sweetly with a beautiful vision for the future, and after the morning sun kissed him awake the next day, he finished the next day's student life in high spirits. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Tick bell bell ......" As the bell rang for the end of class, the students all cheered and poured out of the classroom, Wu Dong simply cleaned up the office desktop, put on the leather bag that had already been worn out, pushed the bicycle, and walked towards the outside of the campus.

"Wu Dong, please wait a minute!" , A crisp and pleasant female voice came from behind, Wu Dong helped his glasses, turned his head to follow the prestige, it turned out to be his teacher Ke Qian.

Ke Qian has just graduated from college, and she is only 23 years old this year, seven years older than Wu Dong. For an old virgin like Wu Dong, there is a fatal temptation.

But Wu Dong has always adhered to the fine tradition of respecting teachers and respecting the Tao, maintaining the pedantic nature of morality, and has always respected her like a guest, and did not dare to take a step beyond Lei Chi.

"Wu Dong, I've not been feeling well lately and want to take two days off. But unfortunately, our squad leader went back to his hometown in the south to visit relatives. You have excellent grades and good thinking, I want you to be in charge of the daily management of the class in the next two days, what do you think? Ke Qian's big eyes under her silky eyelashes fluttered twice, and a thin layer of powder was smeared on her face, but she still couldn't hide the tiredness on her face.

"Uh...... Of course, Mr. Ke, you can rest assured, you go back and rest well, if you really can't do it, go to the big hospital in the city to have a look. Wu Dong groaned for a while, scratched his head, and responded a little sneeringly.

"Then thank you......" Ke Qian bowed slightly, raised her eyebrows slightly, and after smiling, a faint sadness re-covered the pretty face carved with pink and jade, and then walked towards the school gate with a heavy heart.

"Mr. Ke, what's wrong today? How it feels weird. ”

Wu Dong looked at Ke Qian's graceful back, and couldn't help muttering in his heart, and his mind became trance-like.

He stood there for a long time until her back disappeared, then sighed slightly, pulled up the old bulky schoolbag on his shoulder, and walked out the door.

Escorted by butterflies and bees, Wu Dong finally saw the smoke curling from the chimney of his home, and his heart became warm with the rising white smoke. But one thing suddenly flashed into my mind - oh no, it's time to buy medicine for my dad.

Wu Dong's father is fifty years old this year, but because he suffered from the wind and cold in his early years, he has not been able to get better, and he has chronic asthma.

The township clinic is sixty or seventy miles away from Wudong's village, and Wudong kicked all the way and arrived in less than two hours.

The sunset finally put away the last touch of sunset, the sky gradually darkened, there were bursts of frogs on both sides of the field path, and the early autumn night breeze with a hint of coolness on Wu Dong's sweaty face.

With a "poof" sound, the bike that Wu Dong sat down deviated from the trajectory of going straight - the tires were deflated after years of grinding with the stones on the road.

Wu Dong scolded this old horse who had quit his job, and touched the handle of the car caressingly, after all, after so many years with Wu Dong, he had a deep affection for this bicycle.

Wu Dong pushed the car in the direction of the village and ran in small steps, after running for more than 50 minutes, he finally saw the stone arch bridge outside the village that had been mottled and broken under the baptism of the long river of time.

Since it was not far from home, Wu Dong enjoyed the surrounding scenery while swinging forward leisurely.

The night was very quiet, and the frogs seemed to have fallen asleep, except for the occasional burst of owl laughter in the distant locust forest, and a dusky hairy moon in the sky, like a frosted glass that had been frosted over, covering everything around it with a hazy mist.

Under the blowing of the cold night wind, the weeds on the roadside swayed in a disorderly manner, and the dotted fireflies lingered around several large willow trees in the field

Wu Dong tightened his collar, craned his neck, tightened his grip on the handlebars, and involuntarily quickened his pace.

The outline of the stone arch bridge is already clearly visible, like an old turtle carrying a heavy load, conscientiously crawling on the Yishui River in front of the village.

Wu Dong looked at the bridgehead that he had walked countless times since he was a child, and a trace of sweetness surged in his heart, and he couldn't help trotting.

Suddenly, Wu Dong noticed that a railing on the side of the bridge seemed to be much higher than usual, Wu Dong rubbed his eyes, and a black shadow suddenly came into Wu Dong's eyes!

It's sticking motionless to that railing!

In an instant, Wu Dong felt a chill down his spine, and his footsteps suddenly stopped.

Wu Dong's mouth was open, he was breathing hard in the flustered heartbeat, the palm holding the handlebar was dripping with fine sweat, the already cold night wind became a little cold and biting, and the skin around him was crawling with a dense layer of goosebumps.

Wu Dong opened his frightened eyes and stared at the strange shadow, standing still and not daring to move.

What is that?!

A big question mark and exclamation mark emerged from the bottom of Wu Dong's heart.

The night became quieter, not even the laughter of the owls sounded, and the moonlight became darker, except for the weeds rustling in the night breeze.

Wu Dong stole a glance at the old Double Lion mechanical watch on his wrist - at 12:14 a.m., Wu Dong swallowed his saliva and struggled to move his gaze back to the bridge.

Wu Dong was shocked to find that the black shadow was gone!

Wu Dong felt that his scalp was already numb, his panting mouth could no longer be closed, beads of sweat the size of beans came out of his forehead, gradually wetting the front placket, and his back was already in a cold sweat, in the cold night wind, he didn't feel the chill anymore, and all that was left was bone-chilling fear, Wu Dong narrowed his eyes, poked his head forward, and scanned the situation on the bridge over and over again through the bottom of the high-degree wine bottle on the bridge of his nose, in the dim moonlight.

However, Wu Dong has never found that shadow again.

Wu Dong swallowed two mouthfuls of saliva, wiped the sweat beads on his face and chin with his sleeve, and after swallowing the saliva again, he pushed the car and moved towards the stone arch bridge tremblingly.

Just when Wu Dong was about to step on the bridge, Wu Dong's raised right foot froze - the black shadow appeared again!

Through the hazy moonlight, Wu Dong finally began to see the outline of the dark shadow—the form of a young woman sitting on a railing on the side of the bridge facing the river.

A piercing chill rushed from the tip of the right foot raised by Wu Dong to his Baihui acupoint in an instant-, is this TM a human or a ghost?!

Wu Dong suddenly had a feeling of wanting to cry without tears, and his heart felt like he had knocked over the five-flavor bottle, and he felt mixed feelings.

Don't say it's not ***, I haven't even touched a girl's hand once, is it going to be here today?

"Martial ......", just when the martial arts almost completely collapsed, after the black shadow on the railing moved, a familiar and heavenly voice came.

Wu Dong finally came to his senses, and the shadow was not a ghost, but the beautiful teacher that Wu Dong thought about for a long time-Ke Qian.

Wu Dong let out a long breath, and hurriedly wiped all the sweat on his face and neck with his sleeve, for fear that if he got closer later, it would affect his glorious image in front of the goddess.

But, how could she sit here in the middle of the night?

The puzzled Wu Dong pushed the car, and approached the lover of his dreams with his chest held high, Wu Dong, who was originally only one meter seventy-five tall, felt a lot taller in an instant after trying to straighten his body.

The night is dark and the wind is high, the beautiful woman sits alone on the bridge, and the martial arts of the Yushu Linfeng gradually approaches with the heart of a beast......

"Maybe something could happen?" A serious martial artist thought obscenely.

Just when Wu Dong was only five or six steps away from her, she was about to say the sentence full of concern that had been typed and recited several times, "It's so late, why haven't you slept yet?" ". An incredible scene happened -

Ke Qian jumped from the railing into the river!

Wu Dong's heart was shocked and then a burst of ecstasy surged - how could he be so lucky? Let yourself catch up with this good time for the hero to save the beauty.

But after Wu Dong leaned on the railing and glanced at the bottom of the bridge, Joy suddenly fell to the bottom - he actually forgot that this Yishui River had actually dried up for a long time!

What about people?

Wu Dong carefully searched the grass under the bridge by the dim moonlight, but did not see Ke Qian.

Could it be that they have sunk into the mud of the river?

Wu Dong's heart sank, and he hurriedly turned back to the bridge, and crawled to the bottom of the bridge along the overgrown river embankment.

Wu Dong frantically tugged at the bush that should have fallen into the grass when she landed just now, but he didn't find her in the mud.

Wu Dong hurriedly looked back and forth on both sides of the river, but he didn't even see Ke Qian's shadow.

Depend on! This Ke Qian's physical strength is too good, right? Running so fast? But why should she hide from herself?

Could it be that she has a crush on me?

The suspicious martial arts instantly felt as if countless ceremonial flowers were rising and blooming from the bottom of his heart.

Wu Dong was full of longing for a beautiful relationship, pushed the car waiting silently at the bridge, and returned home with cheerful steps. The lights were turned off at home, it was very quiet, and my parents should have fallen asleep, so Wu Dong put the medicine on a table of eight immortals outside the door of his parents' bedroom, and then tiptoed into his own nest, and fell asleep soon after closing the quilt.

I don't know how long it took, in a trance, Wu Dong actually saw Teacher Ke Qian push open the door of his bedroom and walk in.