Girlfriend on the Night Shift (Short Story)

The smoking man stepped on the cigarette butt and entered the house. The girlfriend's gaze and smile were petrified there. The steps under her feet became heavier, and as the lights in the room went out, her heart seemed to fall into the boundless darkness.

Oh, my God! Wait a minute! Wait a minute and then enter the house, even for a minute, a minute, please. The girlfriend's tears burst the embankment in an instant!

She wanted to stop the uncle, but it was too late. Besides, she didn't dare to shout, because she was afraid that if the uncle didn't shout, it would be even more dangerous to call back the trailer who had just left.

She patted her chest and thought luckily: The bad guy might have left. The girlfriend did not dare to turn back, pricked up her ears, and indeed could not hear the footsteps.

The girlfriend walked to the door of the dormitory, still did not let down her vigilance, took out her right hand in the bag, put the spray in her left hand, and reached into the bag again with her right hand to take out the key to open the door.

When the second security door was about to open, suddenly a black shadow in the distance rushed over, the girlfriend did not want to think much, a flash crashed into the house, casually closed the room, and dropped the dark lock at the same time. Then the second door was locked.

The girlfriend covered her arm that had just been hit when she entered the door, slumped on the floor, and sobbed silently. Yes, she was terrified.

I don't know how long later, she slowly stood up, thinking of resting on the bed, she was too tired. However, he accidentally kicked down a small stool next to the bed and made a banging sound. The girlfriend was startled and hurriedly lifted up the stool and placed it next to her. I just wanted to go to bed, and suddenly I remembered a slight knock at the door...

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