End of Summer

Name: End of Summer
Author: Master Xuan Cannot Dream Of It

by Master Xuan Cannot Dream Of It

ongoing Mystery Fantastical World Female Lead

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No one came to collect my body. My body was already cold and my blood had been dried by the sun. I found that I could move, and I slowly sat up. Am I not dead? Or am I already dead? I put my hand on my chest and my heart stopped. Am I a lonely soul now? I found that your hair is mixed with blood and has been dried by the sun. Your hair has become stuck in clumps. It feels very uncomfortable and exudes a stench. I just want to wash my hair now. The street lights around the teaching building were all on and it was already dark. Walking along the long corridor, go straight next to the classroom. On the right is the staircase. Keep going forward and there will be a toilet next to it. There is a water pipe outside the toilet. The pipe was long and slender and I put my head under the faucet. I turned on the faucet, and water kept pouring out. My hair was soaked with water, and a lot of blood on my hair came out from my hair. I kept rubbing and washing my long hair. The collar of his shirt was also wet. I wring the water out of my hair and turn the faucet tight. I put my wet short hair behind and waited for the wind to dry naturally. I found that there was no one in the school. Everyone should have gone home at this time, but there were no teachers patrolling. Maybe I was a ghost. They couldn't see me or them. I walked into the toilet. Only the door of the last cubicle in the toilet could not be opened. I walked towards the last cubicle. Because I was relatively tall, I could reach the top of the door with my hands and stand on tiptoes. The person sitting in the toilet could not be considered a human being. It should be said to be a corpse.