Standing at the entrance of the corridor Fu ran listened to this, subconsciously pause for a moment.

"The young man is really thoughtful. There are not many young people willing to cook now. Your girlfriend is happy."

"She's not my girlfriend." Mu Shenrong explained, who knows at the end added a sentence, "at least not now."

Fu ran was stunned again. What does he mean by this? It's not right now. Will it be in the future?

No, it won't be!

"Young man, Auntie will take good care of you and cheer on."

"I'll go first. Thank you, auntie."

Fu ran quickly shrunk in and saw him out of the dormitory building.

At this time, the takeaway arrived, her mobile phone rings instantly, the clear ring tone in this silent building is particularly clear.

Mu Shenrong immediately looked up at the stairs. Fu ran was in a hurry and cleared his throat. He said, "Hello, is the master here? I'm coming down."

No way, she had to look at Mu Shenrong's eyes and appear on the stairs, but it looks like she just came out, and she doesn't know anything about what happened before.

After taking delivery, she passed him as if she had not seen him, leaving his tall figure standing in the sun.

Back in the bedroom, open the take away cover, a strong smell of oil will spread.

After a taste, it was really difficult to swallow, and then vomited in one side of the lid.

It's not that she is picky. What she ordered is a fried rice with eggs. If you don't see the eggs, the rice is sticky and salty. It's almost -

she threw it to the garbage can instead of eating a bucket of instant noodles.

Originally, the sun was scorching and she didn't want to eat, but now she decided to eat in the canteen.

Because there are not many students left, so the school only opened a staff canteen in the dining hall of the middle campus. All teachers and students in the school can only go there if they want to eat.

The road is a little far. When we arrived in the scorching sun, the food had already been served.

My aunt said, "you go to the frying window over there, there is still a little bit."

"Thank you."

But when she came to the cooking window, she saw Mu Shenrong sitting there eating.

One person, one meat and one vegetable, plus a soup, are all stir fried dishes, which smell delicious.

But let her depressed is, she just approached, inside uncle will close the window: "classmate, no vegetables, come back in the evening."

"Not at all. The aunt over there asked me to come and have a look."

"It's so hot that we don't dare to prepare more dishes. Hey, there's still some soup left. Do you want it?"

……

He's over there. She's eating soup and eating. Isn't that irritating.

"No, thank you."

When she turned to leave, she heard Mu Shenrong say, "at this time, the restaurants outside are all resting. You can't eat if you want to. Come and eat together."

"No, thank you. Take your time."

Finally, she bought several barrels of instant noodles in the downstairs snack bar to have a good chat.

When I lie in bed and take a nap, I feel that the whole person will be abandoned.

In the evening, she went to the canteen early and ate a few hot dishes, which made her energetic.

Summer evening, it's sultry.

In the past, after dark, the campus was full of walking students. At this time, it was rare to be quiet. When returning to the dormitory from the central campus, there was no one on the road. There was a river running through the campus. Willows were planted on the Bank of the campus, and many wooden chairs were placed.

In the past, she was always occupied by young lovers. Today, she sits alone in a wooden chair, feeling the coolness brought by the evening wind. She looks at the sunset in the sky and finally falls into the horizon. Cicadas chirp in her ears, and the fish in the lake are rippling and rippling. It's hard to get comfortable.

When it was still early, she went to the library to look for some Russian materials.

As the saying goes, one minute on stage, ten years under the stage.

Outsiders only see the brilliance of their success on the stage, but they don't know how much they have to pay for this brilliant moment.

After looking for a junior professional book, she sat on the study table next to her. It seemed that after half an hour, she stood up to pour water from the water dispenser on the second floor, but when she had just finished pouring, the light suddenly turned black.

She was so nervous that she found the whole library in the dark.

Oh, no, the system shut down automatically, and the whole building was cut off.

It was supposed to be closed at 10:30 p.m., but now there are fewer people, so it is closed at 8:00 p.m.

Her mobile phone is still in the study room. Now the door of the study room is closed. She can't get in at all. When she runs to the first floor, the door is locked, and the librarian must have gone back. What should she do.

At the thought that she might be the only one left in the library, she felt cold on her back and her hair would stand up."Is there anyone else? Hello, is there anyone else?" She exclaimed, the empty echo so obvious that it was almost frightening. She stepped back two steps and stood close to the wall with her water glass in her hand.

Quiet breath is audible.

After a long time, she forced herself to calm down slowly. If she stayed here all night, the problem would not be big. In addition to the hot spots, and although it was very dark, the moon tonight was very round and bright, and the cold white moonlight penetrated through the window edge, which had a special flavor.

She stood at the window, fascinated by the moon, but suddenly came the sound of heavy footsteps in her ears. Her heart, which was not easy to settle down, was lifted up in an instant.

Strange things in her mind, she immediately curled up in the corner of the wall, holding her breath, deathly pinched the thermos cup on her hand.

The footstep sound, from far to near, the older the heavier, and the older the clearer. Her body trembled with each other. She had heard many stories about the library for a long time

Closer, the footstep is closer

"Ah -" felt the heavy footstep sound close in front of her eyes, she directly closed her eyes and waved out the thermos cup in her hand.

"Dong -" smashed heavily on the unknown object, and then heard a heavy dull hum, "Fu ran, I am a person, not a ghost!"

Incomparably familiar voice, accompanied by low cursing voice, made Fu ran instantly open his eyes: "Mu Shen Rong? It's you. "

"Otherwise, what do you think it is."

"Why are you here?"

"I should ask you that. Why are you here?"

No matter how annoying, he was always someone he knew, and Fu Ran's courage also got big: "reading downstairs, getting a water, and the library was closed. I couldn't get out. What's the matter with you?"

Mu Shenrong covered his forehead and said, "I checked the information on the fourth floor, and half of it was dead. I could only get down. As a result, I was beaten in the head and blossomed."