Chapter 4 Being Stalked

Every evening, the crow was used to being the last to leave the classroom, as if he didn't want anyone to touch the slightest bit of his life. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

With a backpack on one shoulder and his head buried in the dim street lamp, he walked slowly and leisurely, and the path was often full of people who came out for a walk after dinner, but he felt a pair of footsteps behind him, and it was his innate curiosity that prompted him to find out, so he simply sat on the bench by the road and did not leave. In the early summer, when the yellow leaves fell one by one, and the evening breeze blew but was as depressed as autumn, the crow picked up a small leaf, looked at it, and rubbed it again. When I leaned back, I found a girl sitting next to me, "Hey! Zhang Hanqing looked at the wide-eyed crow and smiled, "Stunned!" Then he lifted Erlang's legs.

The crow looked at the girl in front of her, a pair of slender beautiful legs were constantly shaking, and she looked very proud, "I found you very early, and you walked at a rapid stop, disordered pace, what a bad tracking." He turned his head with disdain and looked at Zhang Hanqing's face, "What are you doing with me?" ā€

"Which way this girl goes, what do you do?" continued to shake Erlang's legs, shaking his head, and looking arrogant.

"Then I'm leaving!" The crow got up, pulled the strap of his school bag, and was about to leave.

"What? Isn't this girl attractive at all? She jumped up and stamped her feet, staring angrily at the crow, her crimson cheeks, the color of the sunset; Playful short hair, like dancing in the breeze.

The crow stood still, as if looking at her, a white T-shirt, blue ultra-shorts, a pair of slender legs, and then looked at the passers-by, they were also dressed coolly. The girl blushed from his staring, and sat down again embarrassedly, "Hmph! Shameless! ā€

"What month is it?"

"Funny, right? It's just over the Dragon Boat Festival, and it's still early before the exam. ā€

"It's only June! It's summer! The crow spun around again, and looked around, and both camphor and toon, all withered, and only in a corner of the park, there seemed to be no sign of life.

"Neurotic!"

"I smell blood!" Why didn't you notice it just now, he bent down in a panic and sniffed Zhang Hanqing, but there was a unique fragrance, and suddenly a stream of blood rushed to his brain, making him have to stand up straight.

It is true that there is a smell of blood in the air, with a slight stench of decay, but more and more residents are walking in the park, and no one seems to notice anything unusual, and they are still talking and laughing. "Do you smell anything different?" The crow frowned and looked into the distance.

Zhang Hanqing felt funny when he saw his serious face, "Haha, I think I'm a dog-nosed and sensitive, and the stinky tofu shop on the street has a good business!" And then there was another mocking laugh, "Haha, stupid! ā€

The crow ignored her, turned his head and left, it seemed to be very late, Zhang Hanqing looked at his blurred figure and didn't say anything, the two went in different directions, shuttling through the crowd! However, the strange smell of blood had always creeped the crow's bones, and that familiar feeling could not have been a hallucination, and he decided to investigate.