The dormitory manager in the dormitory area directed loudly, but few students were obedient.

The teachers in the school also ran over and were a little at a loss.

"Did you call the police?"

"I've reported it, I'm coming."

"You have to call the principal in this matter?"

"Where is the academic affairs teacher?"

The teachers discussed that they were all teachers who taught students just now. At this time, there were really not many teachers staying in school.

The ambulance and police car came in from outside the school at this time.

The two girls subconsciously looked at the cars.

"Hey!" The long-sleeved girl held her companion's hand tightly, widened her eyes and stared in one direction.

"What's wrong?" her companion asked nervously, looked at her, and looked over her eyes.

The girl with long sleeves saw a black kitten.

The kitten squatted under the tree on the sidewalk, not conspicuous. It seemed to be looking at the crowd, and it seemed to be watching the police car and ambulance driving in.

Her companion was still asking: "What's wrong? What did you see?"

The onlookers were finally dispersed and gave up a way.

Two girls followed the crowd and retreated.

The girl with long sleeves hesitated.

Because of the crowd, she could no longer see the tree and the cat.

They have now seen the car that was surrounded just now.

The car looks familiar.

"Baby! My baby!" The middle-aged woman sat on the ground and cried miserably.

The man who was like her husband was in a daze and also sat next to her.

There was no one in the car.

The two girls heard the conversation around them.

“…It just happened to hit their son…”

“…it was his dad driving…”

"...Drunk driving? I just saw him rushing in..."

"... Look at that tire. Is there blood on it?"

"Isn't it the tires that hit the person?"

The two girls twisted their necks and tried hard to see the wheels.

There seemed to be red blood on the black tires.

The body was on the other side of the car and was pressed under the wheels.

Both of them thought of the cat.

The long-sleeved girl turned her head suddenly, pulled her companion out again, and finally saw the tree.

Under the tree, nothing is there.

What I saw just now seemed to be just a dazed look.

She hesitated and wanted to say something to her companions.

Her companion's face turned pale and his body trembled, as if it was very cold. Just beside her, the woman in a cotton jacket was close to her body, and her dark eyes were always staring at her.

The long-sleeved girl did not see the woman wearing a cotton jacket. She just felt that what she encountered today was so frightening. Her companions didn't look very good either.

"Let's... go back to the dormitory. Let's walk through the outside door." said the long-sleeved girl.

Her companion nodded.

The two of them dragged their steps and walked around the dormitory area with many people.

The street lights shone on them, and the shadows of three people were projected on the ground.

Meow--

There was a faint meow from the grass in the school and from the treetops.

On the full moon hanging high in the air, there is a strange human-shaped shadow. The outline of the shadow is not exactly human-shaped, but two sheep horns grow. However, the sheep horns disappear and the shadow completely turns into a human-shaped appearance.

The wind is blowing.

The mist enveloped the moon and also covered the shadows on the moon.

———

On the laptop screen, the QQ group window occupies a large area of ​​space in the center.

The words "Qingye Reader Group" are written above the window. The group of three hundred people, all three hundred people are online.

The last line of news is "The new book has been released! The title of the book "Strange Talks and Strange Tellings", please support it!"

The person at the desk stared at the screen for a long time, clicked the mouse everywhere, opened some things to look at, and returned to the window of the QQ group.

The latest news still stays on the one she just posted.

She was a little confused, but after looking at the time, she turned off QQ and computer.

She went into the bathroom and brushed her teeth and washed.

Her own face appeared in the mirror.

Everything was done, she turned off the bathroom light and walked out of the bathroom.

The bedroom lights shot out from the room, illuminating the room slightly.

In the dim bathroom, several faces appeared in the mirror, as if the bathroom was filled with people.

The woman had returned to the bedroom and lay down on the bed.

She picked up the cell phone next to her pillow and looked at the group news again.

Still no one responded.

Her fingers were wandering around the screen and clicked on the red envelope.

The red envelope was sent out, but the unexpected screen was not displayed.

She felt strange, switched to a group, and sent another message.

She still received no response.

She was a little sleepy and thought to get up tomorrow and check it out. If she doesn't work, log in again and install it again.

Setting the alarm clock on the phone, she pressed the screen and put the phone aside.

Taking off her glasses and turning off the bedside lamp, she turned over on the bed, chose a comfortable position, and closed her eyes.

There was only a little moonlight left in the room.

The curtains were drawn, and the moonlight came in through the windows, through the curtains, and the light was faint.

Such a little light was quickly swallowed up by the darkness.

Many figures appeared in the room.

They appeared out of thin air, stood in the room, filling the room.

They all lowered their heads and looked at the people on the bed.

She heard a little noise.

It was not a sound from outside the window, but from outside the door.

She was very familiar with the sound and heard it every day.

That is the sound of the notebook being turned on, the slight sound of the notebook fan operating and the prompt sound of the system turning on.

She opened her eyes.

She didn't seem to see the room full of people.

She sat up, without glasses, and found slippers with intuition.

When she stood up, the figures of the room disappeared.

She walked directly to the bedroom door and saw the light.

Light shot out from the study.

The screen of the notebook was lit up, and it was covered in white.

She walked into the study, wondering if the system was automatically upgraded, and wondering if she had just clicked the wrong option and chose to restart.
To be continued...