Oh my God! It's eight fifteen! ! Going to be late! ! !
Although I am usually late, today is the first day of school. Being late on the first day of school is a bit unjustifiable. . .
So I finished washing up at twelve minutes' speed and quickly arranged my clothes. Standing in front of the floor-length mirror, I checked to see if I had missed anything. "The clothes are perfect, the temperament is perfect, the skin is perfect! Ah, today I am as beautiful as ever..." I said narcissistically. He glanced at the clock out of the corner of his eye, "There are still 5 minutes left, um... Ready to ride." After saying that, he put his backpack on his back and took out the motorcycle keys from the drawer.
On the street, a black motorcycle roared past. I sat on the motorcycle and enjoyed the refreshing feeling of the wind blowing against my face. From a distance, I have seen the school gate. Look at your watch, there's still one minute and eight seconds left. I sat in the car and prepared to rush over in one breath. However, I didn't notice that there was a faint black air gathering rapidly at the school gate. By the time I noticed it, it was already too late. The motorcycle suddenly rushed into the thin black mist, and suddenly, only darkness remained in his eyes. I tried desperately to break away from the black energy that was wrapped around my body, but I didn't expect that the more I struggled, the tighter the black energy would become. Eventually, my consciousness gradually blurred and I fell unconscious while holding my precious motorcycle.
When I woke up, I found out. . .
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