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It was sultry in early summer, and the heavy clouds held back the rain, suppressing people for a long time before the water droplets finally fell.

The heavy rain hit the concrete floor and glass windows, and combined with the wind, made a noisy sound.

But what is more annoying than the thunderstorm is the dormitory building of Maoda. The thunder and the rain are the main talking points in the dormitory building.

The distant male and female dormitories seemed peaceful, but in fact, the part-time workers in the school had already expressed heated discussions about the massive thunderstorm.

Just like the love confession wall in college will eventually become the lost and found wall, many evildoers have emerged from the part-time job group of college students because of this rainstorm.

The entertainment anonymity of the part-time group was not closed by the group owner like the regular professional group, so today many people in the group could see [Taibai Jinxing] with his emoticons clamoring to show [Jade Emperor] how powerful he is.

[Tang Sanzang]: [No, buddy, are you OOC (character collapse)? This line should be said by my little brother, right? ]

[Jade Emperor]: [The bald donkey you played isn't much better...]

[Sun Wukong]: [The thunder is quite loud today, so which Taoist friend is here to survive the calamity? ]

The group was immediately blown up by this statement, and all the "monsters" in the guise of the Internet were shouting everywhere, "Heaven is not kind, please help me, Thunder God!"

For a while, there were constant messages in the part-time job group, and the mobile phones that were not blocked were vibrating so much that people thought there was an earthquake.

In a dim dormitory, a girl who was doing facial treatment glanced at her phone screen casually and chuckled: "I am dying of laughter. A bunch of drama queens in Maoda's part-time group have started role-playing again."

After the rustling sound, a girl wearing a spotted dog nightcap popped her head out from the curtain and responded: "It's raining so hard today that it's impossible to go out. It's not easy for these people to catch a joke. I understand."

After saying that, she leaned against the guardrail and spoke to the person on the other side whose desk was still lit, "Senior Qin, tomorrow is the weekend, are you still busy now?"

The person being questioned adjusted his glasses and glanced at the time on his computer.

Although half past ten was not too late for this group of college students, because of the thunderstorm, not only was it pitch black outside the window and the biting cold wind could be felt even when standing in the window crack, but even the voltage in the dormitory became extremely unstable, flickering every now and then.

She doesn't have too many tasks left, but it would be difficult to finish them all in one go tonight.

After estimating her own tiredness, Luo Shiqin simply closed the computer and said, "Okay, I won't be busy tonight. Is Lele asleep yet? I haven't washed up yet. I'll keep my voice down when she goes to bed."

A soft female voice came from the nearby shop: "No, Sister Qin, you are busy."

Luo Shiqin said "hmm" and then stood up. Sitting opposite her desk was Yu Yu, a sophomore girl who was still applying a facial mask. She turned her head when she stood up, and the pale mask suddenly appeared on her face: "Senior sister!"

"Huh?" The person who was called turned around and started to comment without stopping for a second, "You didn't apply the mask evenly, and all the essence has slipped away. How about I help you?"

Yu Yu: "...Forget it," the little school girl said in a disappointed tone, "Senior sister, go ahead and do your work. I can do it myself."

How could Luo Shiqin not know what this little girl was thinking? Last time at the dormitory night talk, she suggested telling ghost stories, but she was the only one who was scared the most among the four people in the dormitory. The little school girl was not convinced and secretly wanted to get back at them.

It's true that he is a bad person with a strong addiction.

She smiled, took off her glasses, tidied the table, then got up and went to the indoor balcony to wash up.

As a senior, Luo Shiqin has a different schedule from her sophomores. Because she doesn't have early self-study classes and a packed schedule, she stays up the lateest among them.

Today was a rare day for her to rest early, so she took the opportunity to check her phone while brushing her teeth.

However, before the progress bar of the video that had just been opened reached halfway, the light above my head suddenly went out with a "click".

"——Ah! The light bulb exploded?!"

Luo Shiqin quickly spat out the toothpaste foam and said loudly: "No, it should be a power outage!"

Yu Yu's voice was heard in the darkness: "There is indeed a power outage... There is still more than 100 degrees of electricity left in our dormitory. It must have tripped during the thunderstorm."

"Ah? That's unfortunate."

The schoolgirls expressed their disappointment one after another. It seemed that their cell phones were not fully charged and they didn’t know when the power outage would be repaired.

Luo Shiqin smiled helplessly: "I don't know when the school will fix the ringing problem, but this is a good opportunity for you to put down your phones and go to bed early. Don't you have an appointment tomorrow morning?"

This group of schoolgirls have planned to have a dinner party at the pedestrian street tomorrow, but Luo Shiqin declined the invitation because she has to finish her manuscript.

"That's what I said, but looking at the weather, it will probably rain heavily tomorrow..."

The girls grumbled a few words, but there was really nothing to do. Plus, there was a continuous thunderstorm outside the window, so it was indeed a good day to go to bed early.

The room suddenly became quiet, and Luo Shiqin also slowed down her movements.

After quickly washing up, she stood up and glanced out the balcony window where it was so dark that she couldn't see anything.

There were constant raindrops and thunder in my ears, and the cold wind was trying desperately to squeeze in through the cracks in the window. Although it was April, it was neither cold nor warm, but when people fell asleep, the cold wind still made them feel uncomfortable in their dreams.

Luo Shiqin thought about it, walked closer, raised her hand and pressed it on the window glass that was as cold as ice, trying to close the gap completely.

At this moment, something strange happened.

A white light suddenly appeared outside the window, and the girl who happened to be standing by the window almost saw the entire trajectory of the lightning:

From the upper right to the lower left, a streak of light crossed the sky in line with people's inherent impression of lightning, but it existed in the air for more than 20 seconds, which was very unnatural, causing Luo Shiqin to shed physiological tears.

Her hand that touched the glass window bounced away instantly. She looked in amazement at the "lightning" passing outside the window, and in the twenty seconds or so, the white lightning split into a strange and bizarre eye.

The white eye locked onto her.

In the moment of being locked in place, Luo Shiqin's physiological mechanism gave her crazy feedback:

My heartbeat quickened rapidly, my scalp felt numb and cold, followed by tinnitus, dry mouth, and blackness in front of my eyes...

But unlike her frantically alert body, Luo Shiqin's brain was almost strangling her soul and shaking it around, screaming heartbreakingly:

This is such a great novel material! If you don’t write it down quickly, it will slip away!!!

She stood there and shuddered, then pinched herself quickly and fiercely -

What's the difference between letting the novel material slip away and letting her throw eight million into the Jiang River!

If one can't hear the sound, can the other hear it? !

Luo Shiqin's head got hot and she glared back at the lightning in the sky.

Lightning Eyes: ...

They stared at each other in silence for more than twenty seconds until darkness covered Luo Shiqin's eyes.

**

The next day at three o'clock in the afternoon.

In Room 502, Building 3 of the Maoda Female Dormitory, in a space separated by two dark curtains, the girl lying on the bed suddenly opened her eyes and felt as if she had been run over by a road roller. In addition, the empty stomach and the feeling of hunger seemed to hit Luo Shiqin all at once because of her awakening.

She couldn't help but let out the most primitive cry: "Hungry..."

There was silence outside the tent for a moment, then there was a crackling sound, and then Yu Yu's voice: "Senior, Senior?"

Luo Shiqin closed her eyes, tried her best to stand up, crouched on the edge of the guardrail, and pulled open a slit in the curtain: "Yu,"

She opened her eyelids listlessly, but before she could express her feelings, she was shocked by the scene before her and shut up.

Under the bunk beds, the three little school girls each had a printed sign with their name and the word "fax" on their heads, like some kind of unique little signboards.

Yu Yu held up the "Legend of Yu Yu" and looked at her curiously: "Senior? You didn't just wake up, did you?"

Shi Enle turned her head, and the "Biography of Shi Enle" on her head was like a merry-go-round with a motor, facing Luo Shiqin: "It's three o'clock in the afternoon now, Sister Qin, you haven't eaten anything yet, have you?"

"We just came back from a party," Yan Yurong held up a bag of snacks with a innocent and natural expression, holding up the "Biography of Yan Yurong" on her head, "Senior, would you like to eat something first?"

All three of them expressed their concern for their roommate, but the sign-like printed words above their heads were too eye-catching.

Luo Shiqin's lips moved, and she finally uttered a sentence with a trembling voice: "You guys, went to the concert to chase stars?"

But if you go to a celebrity event, who would bring a sign with their own name on it? Shouldn’t it be the star’s sign?

"No, we just went to the pedestrian street to eat hot pot, bought some clothes, and searched the snack shop."

Yan Yurong was looking for some snacks in her bag and asked her, "What would you like to eat, Senior? An energy bar?"

The sign above her head kept shaking as she moved. Luo Shiqin calmed herself down and said, "Okay, I'll transfer the money to you later."

"No, it's nothing."

Wearing a black and white knitted cardigan and two pigtails, Yan Yurong looked particularly cheerful and casual today. She raised her hand to hand over the energy bar and said with a smile, "But even though there was a power outage yesterday, did you still stay up late?"

yesterday……

Luo Shiqin paused in the act of tearing open the package, and memories flashed before her eyes.

Dark night, heavy rain, lightning, and eyes that send chills down my spine just thinking about them.

But when all the strange phenomena were over, how did she return to her bed?

Luo Shiqin bit into the sweet energy bar, but she had no memory of what happened afterwards. It was like a complete video that had been abruptly cut off in the middle, leaving only the incomprehensible beginning and end.

"Boom——"

Everyone was startled and looked out the window.

After the heavy rain last night, the sky cleared up this morning and the temperature warmed up. But now, there is thunder in the sky above the dormitory again.

"Is it going to rain again?" Yu Yu muttered, and then stood up helplessly, "I hung the quilt downstairs to dry before I went out this morning, I hope I don't get soaked..."

"The sunny and cheerful boy has sent you a letter!"

The sudden male voice diverted everyone's attention, even Yu Yu, who was about to go out to collect the quilt, stopped. They watched Yan Yurong frantically take out her cell phone from her pocket: "Excuse me, it's my cell phone."

The little girl lowered her head to look at the message from her boyfriend on her mobile phone screen.

Sitting on the second-tier bed, Luo Shiqin could now easily see that what she had previously thought was a signboard was actually not supported by a headband, but was suspended above the other person's head.

Just as she stared for a few seconds, the printed words on Yan Yurong's head suddenly disappeared as if they were erased, and were replaced by another font.

A few large characters written in ink with a flowing brush replaced the previous printed characters and occupied the top of the little school girl's head.

Luo Shiqin was squinting her eyes to carefully identify these words when she heard her schoolmate tell them hesitantly:

"Friends, my boyfriend... seems to be ascending to heaven in broad daylight?"

Luo Shiqin:?