It was raining in the middle of the night, and the windows crackled.

In the morning, the rain was clear and the sun was shining.

After getting up, he asked the crocodile: "Dear, what's going on with that baseball bat?" ”

The crocodile said, "I don't know whose it is." ”

Fan said, "There is no doubt that someone has a crush on you!" ”

The crocodile said, "Crush on me? ”

Fan said, "Yes, he brought you another baseball bat!" ”

The crocodile said, "What did he do with the baseball bat?" ”

Fan Fan said: "How do I know, let you use it to masthetate!" ”

The crocodile said, "Then you might as well give me chili water." ”

Fan said: "I'm not talking about self-defense, I'm masturbating!" Consolation of condolences! ”

The little crocodile kicked Fanfan: "You only need it!" I'll give it to you. ”

Fan Fan said solemnly: "I don't want it." My mother said that the things she picked up can't be given away, it was my grandmother who told her. Do you know? My grandmother is very godly, she met an old Taoist when she was six years old......"

The crocodile didn't understand what it meant: "Why can't you give away the things you picked up?" ”

Fan Fan stopped her grandmother's topic and said, "That's good luck, since it fell on your head, it means that you deserve it." But if you give it to someone, that person doesn't deserve it, and that disturbs cause and effect, so you will have bad luck, so that you can help cause and effect. ”

In the afternoon, the crocodile walked around the corridors of the campus.

Looking into the distance, you can see the big chimney of Chengzhou. Heavy trucks drove by on the road in the distance, and the sound was loud. Looking over, the truck was in front, and the sound of the engine was far behind.

The crocodile looked around vigilantly as he walked. She's looking for the man behind the scenes.

Finally, she stopped behind the dormitory building to look at the names carved into the walls. She found that everyone was following a rule, and that was to engrave only one name on each brick.

The crocodile doesn't like this place, and she's never going to leave her name here.

So, after she graduates, will others have her name engraved on it?

A question suddenly occurred to her: Could these be the names of dead people? They came, and they died here in batches, and these bricks became their tombstones......

She carefully looked at these deep and shallow concave words, and all the horizontal and horizontal strokes had to be hooked back when the pen was closed, that is to say, these names were all the same person's pen style!

If the graduates carved it themselves, the pen style should be varied!

The crocodile circled around the dormitory, becoming more and more sure that the names were definitely engraved by the same person, who was a little loose and slanted to the left.

There should be tens of thousands of names on several buildings combined, and if it was done by one person, how much time and patience would it take him to complete such a huge project!

The crocodile is getting more and more uneasy.

If these were the names of the dead, she slept in a house made of tombstones......

Eventually, the crocodile left the dormitory building and moved elsewhere.

In the southwest corner of Flynn School, she saw a tall stone pavilion with six pillars and a round top. There is a pond in front of the pavilion, and the water surface is full of fine ripples, which is very cute.

Behind the gazebo is a dense green grass with a few yellow flowers, as big as the mouth of a bowl. The crocodile realizes that flowers are cute when they are small, and they are not like flowers when they are too big. What does that look like? She immediately thought of wreaths. yes, how can you think of something related to death at every turn?

There's not a single person here.

The crocodile climbed the pavilion and looked at the pillars, which were very smooth and clean, and no one carved their names. She sat down on a stone bench and enjoyed the breeze.

When it rained in the middle of the night last night, the crocodile woke up.

She had a spring dream, and the object was Brother Han. When she woke up, she found herself like grass in the rain, soaking wet.

She couldn't sleep anymore, closed her eyes slightly, and put her body in a welcoming position.

In her imagination, Brother Han gently opened the door and walked in silently. In the bedroom of the three girls, there was immediately an unfamiliar male atmosphere. Yes, the crocodile smelled the stallions on the farm again. Brother Han walked to the bed of the little crocodile and lay down gently, her little bed, her world, shook slightly. His body was so tall that he blocked her tightly, and she couldn't dodge it. Her breathing was getting quicker and faster, and she felt a sense of suffocation. She likes this passivity.

She had a lot to say, and he had a lot to say, but at this moment they did not dare to say anything, so they talked with their lips.

He sucked her frantically.

She greedily absorbed his breath.

His face was angular in the moonlight, too clear, and terrifyingly real. Is this imagination? The little crocodile raised his hand and pushed him, but there was nothing in front of him.

She closed her eyes, as if calling him back.

His hug immediately became real, this time tighter. Then the aggressor entered her bed, which was his hand, which was large, hot, and pressed directly against her lower abdomen, rubbing gently. Her body was immediately divided into three parts, and she found a home in the middle, so steady, full and uncomfortable; It's empty underneath, and it's uncomfortably empty.

He stroked her very calmly without any sound. That hand was getting harder and harder.

She clutched at his long hair. She likes the kind of natural curl that her fingers don't slip in. Shun Shun's long hair belongs to girls.

Her body turned into water, undulating and rippling.

Will you wake up at the end of the season and rice? The more she feared, the faster her heart beat faster, and eventually, her body turned into a raging wave.

Finally, his hand slowly glided upward, like an island in the water moving, very majestic. He violently ripped off her bra, knocked down the walls of her youth, and quickly took over the high ground and trampled on it wantonly......

She was like a dream, and the embankment broke.

The little crocodile sat in the gazebo for more than an hour and came down.

She walked into the grass behind the gazebo and picked a few flowers. Unexpectedly, she made an unexpected discovery - Flynn School was surrounded by iron fences, and there was a steel bar that had been bent by someone, revealing a gap, but it was blocked by green grass, which was difficult to detect. The crocodile tried, and she could barely get out.

She was happy, and from now on, this was her secret passage in and out of the school.

The class that night was Auditing.

The teacher was a woman in her fifties, wearing highly myopic glasses, and her lectures were as boring as reciting scriptures.

The little crocodile couldn't stand it anymore, so she gently kicked the rice next to her, then stood up and left the classroom.

Fan Fan came out and asked, "What are you doing?" ”

The crocodile said, "You come with me to the city, okay?" ”

Fan Fan said, "Dear, I'm in class!" Besides, where are we going to get a fake note? ”

The crocodile said, "I don't need a fake note, I have a way to get out." ”

Fanfan said, "Don't hurt me, I don't want to get into trouble!" She said as she walked back to the classroom.

The crocodile said loudly: "You really don't go? ”

Fanfan said: "Nonsense. ”

The little crocodile thought about it, turned around and walked away.

Her father would never refuse any of her requests. She had a knot in her heart, and thought hatefully: never tell this fool that secret passage, let her live a boring life in this school, become a yellow-faced woman day by day, and finally marry an old man who picks up rags......

She left the school building and walked straight to the gazebo.

Tonight, she suddenly wanted to buy an MP3. In an environment like Flynn School, if there is no music, it is a desert. She couldn't wait.

The crocodile is a Scorpio, and the girl of this sign is said to be sensitive, with a strong sixth sense and magical insight. At the same time, he is also very stubborn, and he must do what he sees to the end.

She exited Flynn School through the gap, detoured to the main road, and walked briskly to the stop sign. There was something shiny in the sky, and if you looked closely, it was in the shape of a dragonfly. This is the first time that the crocodile has seen a glowing kite, and it is very high. The earth is dark, and I don't know who holds the kite string.

At this time, it was already past nine o'clock, and there was not a single car on the road leading to Chengzhou, just like a horror movie, slightly foggy. She looked back at the school gate, where a mercury lamp hung high, casting a pale glow on the concrete floor, and the closed iron gate could be faintly seen. No security guards in sight.

The crocodile withdrew his gaze and continued to look in the direction of the city.

The road is lined with poplar trees, and plastic bags are dancing on them. The trench was filled with dark green water, much like solid, and it didn't move. In the distance were weeds, like some kind of strange disease, shaking incessantly.

The crocodile is a little timid, maybe he shouldn't run out. It's almost a wilderness here, if a bad guy is raped and killed, no one will feel sorry for her, and her mother wishes she didn't exist, let alone the end of the season and the end of the season, and if she dies, they don't have to feel inferior to them because they are too fat and too thin. Thinking about it like this, her heart is full of hatred, an 18-year-old whose life was killed, no one has heartache, this society is too ruthless, everyone deserves to die.

After waiting for about fifteen minutes, there was still no bus.

She looked carefully at the stop sign, which did not indicate the time of the last train. If only a taxi appeared, she thought. However, it was so late that it was impossible for a taxi to travel so far to find passengers.

She decided, wait another two minutes, and if there was no car, she would go back to school.

Just then, a red taxi approached in the distance.

The eyes of the crocodile lit up.

She was going to have the taxi take her directly to Chengzhou Electric City, and after she had bought an MP3, she would take her back to Flynn School.

The taxi is fast, and it's getting closer.

The crocodile suddenly became vigilant.

She remembered the cold Coke, the baseball bat...... Why did she just think of taxis when a taxi appeared?

Her heart was held high, and before the taxi approached, she had already thought of leaving. However, I am a little unwilling, what if this taxi happens to be passing by?

Also, if the taxi was of the same nature as the bottle of Coke and the baseball bat, then she was eager to get close to the driver. She had too many questions to ask for Coke, couldn't ask about a baseball bat, and now there was finally someone she could talk to. She wants to seize the opportunity to find out what information from the other person's mouth......

She didn't expect to uncover the mystery, she just wanted to get closer.

The taxi was only a few dozen meters away from the crocodile, and she stared at its license plate: B18194. Then she took out her mobile phone, wrote down the car number, and sent a text message to Fanfan.

The taxi slowed down and stopped in front of her.

She looked and the driver was a man in his thirties, very thin. He lowered his body from the car window and looked at the crocodile, his eyes asking: Do you use the car?

The little crocodile opened the car door and said, "Master, I'm going to Chengzhou Electric City, are you leaving?" ”

The driver said, "Come up." ”

The crocodile went up. She sat in the back seat.

The driver turned around and drove towards the city.

After getting into the car, the crocodile kept staring at the mirror on the driver's head, and she could see his eyes. The driver drove the car seriously, and seemed to inadvertently see the little crocodile looking at him in the mirror, so he glanced at her, and then turned his gaze forward.

The crocodile's cell phone rang.

It's a meal called.

The little crocodile picked it up, and didn't care what Fanfan said, just said to himself: "Big brother, I'm running towards you now, you take me." ”

Fanfan asked on the phone, "What's wrong with you......"

The crocodile said, "Okay, I'm in the taxi, I won't tell you, bye." Then he hung up.

Taxis are running fast.

Neither the crocodile nor the driver spoke.

A very dilapidated agricultural tricycle approached, with a large iron cage full of broilers and colorful feathers, and they were terrified and fluttering around. A peasant woman is driving, her clothes are also colorful.

The tricycle was ringing all over the body, and the noise finally faded away. There is a small town in front of it, to Qinghe, which is located in the middle of the Flynn School and the city.

With the crowd, the little crocodile became a little bolder, and she spoke: "Master, why did you go to Flynn School? There was no one there. ”

The driver said, "I'm here to pull you." ”

The crocodile was stunned: "How do you know I'm there?" ”

The driver said, "Someone told me." ”

The little crocodile immediately tensed his nerves. Someone told him! Who? Who told him? The crocodile realized that the person who had been hidden deeply, the person who had been doing things in the shadows, the person who was as vague as a cloud of mist, had finally appeared!

She calmly asked, "Who told you that?" ”

The driver said, "A woman." ”

Female!

She's a woman!

Floral crocodile has finally mastered her sex!

She asked, "How old is she?" ”

The driver said, "Less than forty." ”

She's a middle-aged woman!

Which female teacher at Flynn School? No way. Mother? More unlikely...... Thinking about it, the little crocodile suddenly thought of a person: Brother Han's wife. Could it be her?

The crocodile asked the driver, "What does she look like?" ”

The driver said, "She was standing outside the window, straight, I didn't look carefully." ”

The crocodile asked, "What did she say?" ”

The driver said, "She said that someone was waiting for the bus at the Flynn School stop sign and asked me to make a trip." ”

The crocodile said, "And then? ”

The driver said, "And then I drove away." ”

The crocodile stared at the driver through the mirror, judging if he was lying.

The driver also gave her a faint look and continued to drive.

The crocodile suddenly asked, "Have you bought a Coke recently?" ”

The driver said, "I never drink that, I only drink water." What do you mean? ”

Crocodile continued: "Have you ever bought a baseball bat? ”

The driver laughed: "I haven't even seen a baseball." Why do you ask that? ”

The crocodile said, "Oh, I'll just ask." ”

Then, neither of them spoke.

When the crocodile was waiting for the bus under the stop sign, he didn't see a person, and he didn't see a car, where was the woman hiding? On the poplars? In the water of the trenches? In the weeds in the distance? In addition, she saw that the crocodile was waiting for the car, how could she rush to Qinghe in such a short time?

A very dilapidated agricultural tricycle approached, with a large iron cage full of broilers and colorful feathers, and they were terrified and fluttering around. A peasant woman is driving, her clothes are also colorful......

The little crocodile was stunned.

This tricycle has just driven past, why did it appear again?

The little crocodile stared at the peasant woman and said, "Master, look at this three-wheeled ......."

The driver looked at it: "What's wrong?" ”

The crocodile said, "I saw it just now!" ”

The driver looked at the crocodile in confusion from the reflector, but did not pick up the stubble. Crocodile thought that he must have thought that he was a little nervous, so he said no more.

The noise of the tricycle was gone, and the taxi drove into the city.

More people, more cars.

The taxi turned around and came to the gate of Chengzhou Electric City.

The crocodile paid for the car and was about to get off.

The driver asked, "Will you go back in a while?" ”

The crocodile said, "No, I'm not going back." ”

The driver didn't say anything more.

The crocodile wasn't sure if there was anything wrong with the driver who appeared suddenly, and she didn't want to ride in his car anymore. There are a lot of taxis in the city, and she doesn't have to worry about not being able to go back.

It's so late, there are still beggars begging for money at the gate of the Electric City, an old man with a broken leg playing the three strings, a blind old lady singing red songs, and an empty box in front of them. The crocodile was disgusted with this kind of person, bypassed them, and walked quickly into the electrical city.

She went to the digital counter and quickly bought a sky blue MP3.

When she walked out, she saw the red taxi at a glance, and the driver was looking at her.

The crocodile lowered his head and slowed down. She hesitated, should she take his car back again?

She didn't know the driver's name, so let's call him 194. Regardless of whether there is a problem with this 194, at least he has been in contact with that terrible woman, and for this, the crocodile has to hide from him.

However, there is only this taxi at the gate of the Electric City. Escaping 194's gaze, the crocodile walks to the side of the road, intending to stop another one. After waiting for a while, a black cab finally drove up.

She quickly reached out and waved.

The black cab stopped, and Crocodile sat up and said, "Flynn School." ”

The driver was a fat man, and he didn't look back and said, "No." ”

He refused to carry it.

The little crocodile wanted to say something, but finally swallowed it back, got up and got out of the car.

The 194 also got out of the car, holding on to the door, still looking at her.

She looked around and saw that there were no more taxis, and finally, she stubbornly walked over to him.

As soon as she approached, 194 said, "Go back?" ”

She said, "yes. ”

This time, she sat in the back seat again. The car started and headed for Flynn School.

When I went back, the speed was significantly slower than when I came.

When passing by Qinghe, the crocodile couldn't help but look at everyone outside the car window, knowing that it was impossible, she still wanted to see the mysterious middle-aged woman. Many shops are closed. At the door of a car repair shop, two men were working, and the welding torch flashed and flashed, dazzling people's eyes; In a hair salon, the lights are bright, and a few fragrant girls are chatting; The door of a fast-food restaurant was turning, and a woman walked out with a five or six-year-old child......

The crocodile stared at the woman.

She walked to the side of the road, saw the taxi in which the crocodile was riding, instinctively reached out and waved, and soon saw that there was someone inside, so she withdrew her hand and looked back.

Intuition tells the crocodile that it's not her.

The taxi drove out of Qinghe in a blink of an eye. Except for a bright road, it was pitch black on both sides.

Along the way, the crocodile and the driver didn't say a word.

Finally, she saw the stop sign at Flynn School, turned right at that place, and was at the school gate.

The taxi came to the intersection, and the crocodile said, "Master, stop, I'll get off." ”

194 pulled over.

The crocodile paid for the car and just got out of the car, when 194 suddenly turned around and smiled at her, and said two words in a low voice: "Gazebo." ”

At first, the little crocodile didn't react, and after a few seconds, she shivered.

The crocodile walked towards the gap in the iron fence.

She couldn't figure out why the driver said "gazebo" to her just now.

Did he know that the crocodile had slipped out of school from there? How can it be! Unless he's been stalking himself. Could it be that he is the one who hides in the shadows?

This is ridiculous.

The moon rises and illuminates the near and far scenery very clearly, much like a negative in the daytime.

The crocodile looked back, only to see the lonely stop sign, and the taxi was gone.

She quickened her pace.

At this time, the lights were almost out.

She came to the opening, and had just slipped into it, and all the lights went out. It happened to be half past ten. She pushed aside the tall grass and walked onto the corridor to prepare to go back to the dormitory. After taking a few steps, she turned her head sensitively, and her hair stood on end with a "brush" -

A man sat on a stone bench in the gazebo.

In the pond, the reflection of this person swayed slightly.

The little crocodile stopped, and by the moonlight, stared at the black man. The man seemed to be staring at her, too.

The crocodile thinks that this person is a woman. The little crocodile could vaguely see that her hair seemed to be very long, hanging down from the sides of her body.

Is it the end of the season?

But this man didn't wear a hat.

The little crocodile had the courage to shout: "Is it the end of the season?" ”

The other party did not speak, staring at her motionlessly.

She stepped back.

Even if the person sitting in the gazebo is the end of the season, the little crocodile does not dare to go over. Normally she was a little afraid of this girl who didn't speak, but now, she appeared in the gazebo in a divine way, and the devil knew what she wanted to do.

The man had been sitting in the gazebo and had not caught up.

The little crocodile turned a corner, and finally couldn't see the person anymore, so she ran away. After running out of the way, the more she thought about it, the more unwilling she became, and she turned back lightly.

If a person uses long hair to scare people, it always feels a little clumsy, and the little crocodile is only afraid of things beyond her imagination, and now she feels that the other person's IQ is below her, so she is not so afraid.

There was a glass bottle thrown by the side of the road, she picked it up, grabbed the bottleneck, and knocked the bottom of the bottle off the iron fence, and in front of it was a circle of glass ballast, extremely sharp, this was her weapon. Regardless of whether the person in the pavilion is the end of the season or not, as long as she has an approaching movement, the crocodile will not hesitate to poke this broken bottle into the other party's eyes. She measured the height of her eyes and practiced them a few times in mid-air, sure that she would not miss. Thinking of the glass ballast poking into a delicate eye, a wave of pleasure swept through her whole body.

The moon was obscured by the clouds, and the gazebo was just a dark shadow. The crocodile slowly leaned in, getting closer and closer to the gazebo, and she noticed that the man was gone.

The crocodile pounced.

She turned sharply to look, fearing that the sudden appearance of this person behind her might have driven her insane with the momentary start. There is no one behind it.

The little crocodile clenched the broken bottle tightly, and his heart was itchy and unbearable. If she catches a rabbit, she'll poke a broken bottle into its stomach. However, there can be no rabbits in the school.

She raised her arm and smelled it, it was quite fragrant, and suddenly she had a desire to poke it in.

She shook as the sharp glass stabbed her muscles, and threw the broken bottle away with a flick of her hand.

There was not a glimmer of light in the hallway of the dormitory building.

The crocodile pressed the screen light of the mobile phone and gently slipped into the bedroom. She took a picture of Fanfan's bed, Fanfan kicked off the quilt, wore small pink panties, split her legs, and fell asleep very unladylikely.

She took a picture of Ji Zhimo's bed again, and Ji Zhimo's quilt covered the pillow, but it was deflated, and there seemed to be no one inside. Did she go out sleepwalking?

The little crocodile bent down, reached out and touched it, touched a handful of hair on the edge of the quilt, and retracted his hand in fright. At the end of the season, the long hair crawled out from under the quilt, hanging down from the edge of the bed, and piling up on the floor. She's in. It's just that she's too skinny, and when she puts on the quilt, it's like there's no one inside.

The little crocodile sat on his bed in a daze.

At the end of the season in the dormitory.

So, who is that woman sitting in the gazebo?

It's her?

It's her!

The woman who called a taxi for her!

The woman who brought her a Coke and a baseball bat!

The woman who has been hiding in the shadows with unknown motives!

Tonight, the crocodile saw her for the first time!

Although she didn't see her face clearly at all, this mysterious woman finally showed her head!