"Where did the school get a gharial from? It's outrageous! Hurry up and return my milk cap, I'll trade you a new one!"
Seeing her intimate apparel, hung out to dry, snatched away by a fish-eating crocodile from the lake, the girl broke down, kneeling in front of the theft-proof window, letting out a desperate cry.
If it were normal underwear, fine, but what the fish-eating crocodile took was different—it was a brand-name item with a gathering and beautifying effect, perfect for creating a street buzz while wearing summer dresses.
Now, as winter was approaching, she was planning to wash it, lock it safely in her wardrobe.
But... it's gone.
"Your classmate looks familiar; I recall, during the Qinling observation activity, she was the one shouting about her underwear being snatched by a bear..."
Just stepping off the bus, Ansheng spotted a girl in shame and anger on the second-floor dormitory balcony, shouting at the theft-proof window, paused, then asked Ah Qing inquisitively.
