The school I returned to on the 23rd is now on the 29th, and tomorrow is the last day of September. Before the end of September, I was lucky enough to meet the cute little ghosts in the school. It was because I saw them that I knew that when the mask was placed in my hands, I had such a big mission.

When I first returned to school on the 23rd, the school's appearance changed a lot, especially the small street outside. There is an alley on the back door of our school. This alley is called the snack street, which is also nicknamed the street of diarrhea. On the street of diarrhea, there were various vendors who sold all kinds of things. They all ate them anyway, and they could eat them anyway. Of course, they didn't care about what happened after eating. It doesn't matter if they ran or diarrhea. We still ate happily. This is a memory that every student has. There may be such a street next to your school, and it may have made you run diarrhea, but you still love such a street, but now I can't love it anymore, because the food used to run diarrhea there is no more, and diarrhea is about to become history. Because the street of diarrhea has disappeared, I don't know where it went, but it has become a ruin anyway.

The reason why it is said to be a bunch of bricks and tiles are piled up, piles of buns after buns. To be honest, it looks like a cemetery, which looks very scary at night, especially the street with diarrhea that has no street lights, and it is all up to the vendors who buy things to make the street brighter. However, the lights have been stripped off, leaving only a pile of ruins. At night, there is a strange atmosphere quietly brewing alone.

If you stand in front of the ruins, you will find that the ruins are like ruins on the battlefield. Occasionally, you can also see the original hawker's brand or socks worn by them, the mottled shovels with torn clothes and shoes, giving people the feeling of being after an earthquake, and there is a person buried in every pile of ruins here.

I can guarantee that your feeling is like this, because I feel like this. I am standing in front of these ruins. In front of me are a pile of ruins, of course, the ruins of snack street. It is now 10:30 pm. I went out to take a bath. Since the bathhouse in the school was not open, I could only choose to go out and wash. But as soon as I went out to wash, I forgot the time. The gate of our school was closed at 10:00 pm, but now it is 10:30 pm. Ten:30 means the school has closed. The security guard at the door will never open the door for me, so I took a bath basket, wearing a vest and a shorts, and stood in front of the ruins in front of snack street. The picture was so beautiful, it looked like a movie shot.

Although the picture is beautiful, I don’t have time to sigh at the picture. What I need more is to find a place to sleep. No, there is only a place to rest. I won’t tell you that I don’t have any penny except for the two dollars I asked me for taking a shower just now. I may go online, but it’s only an hour, I still have to pay credit, and I really can’t sleep with my accommodation, so this is not realistic. The most realistic thing is to jump over the wall and return to the dormitory.

Just as I made up my mind, I looked around the empty surroundings, with nothing but the ruins. Our remote school was very quiet at night, and I didn't expect that on the first day I came back, I encountered such a wonderful thing.
Chapter completed!