Recently, there have been many students in our university?who disappeared.

“Emmmm… So many guys. Oh, f**k, they are all boys!” I screamed. “Why you act like this? Such a fuss. You gonna be OK definitely if you goof off every day like me and you just always turn a deaf ear on me you m*r*n.” Said my roommate.“No, no, no. How can you assure that those dead are not MAGGOTs?” (MAGGOT: someone who keep covert in the dormitory) I replied, full of wrath, “Stay out of me, you f**king loser. Never think of finding me until I am dead. Be a MAGGOT is OK. No hot chicks will care about you such a loser.” I slammed the door and went out.

On those “d**n great” websites, I knew a creepy guy who set up to be a legendary detective like Holmes or something. After several days chatting with him, I got an important hint that the destination that those boys last appeared is—the North Canteen.

On arriving the North Canteen, the firmament started to be dark. I came into the canteen and, naturally, ordered my dinner. Nearly when I sat on the chair, I suddenly noticed that there is no boys. None! That’s eerie. Even it?is a university whose proportion of the numbers of boys and girls is 3 to 7, without even one boy is too horrible. I felt the chair clinging to my ass and all my body was numb like a sculpture made by Rodin.

“F**k, forget it. Let’s eat.” I talked to myself and grabbed the chopsticks. The dinner was so delicious! F**k! That wasn’t a surprise. That’s abnormally delicious!! I couldn’t stand any longer and streaked out of the canteen, without noticing that even all those girls had left a few minutes before.

Standing in front of the gate of the canteen, I was out of breath. I didn’t and would no longer know whether it was out of exhaustion or fear. All I remembered was when I lifted up my head, the name of the Canteen came into my eyes. And I was sure that it would be seared in my heart. JU BAI CAN YIN, with the acronym JB(p*n*s). Looking back on my dinner, I had to accept the immediate horrible assumption in my mind. I started to vomit.

“Ge ji ge ji ge ji ge ji ge ji ge ji…” Hearing the song coming behind me, I knew that there had been no way for me to escape. I am a boy, too.

“Ha ha ha ha ha ha!” The boy in front of me is laughing loudly, “How can I believe such a silly story. And how can you come back and tell me the foolish horrible story without the way to escape. It doesn’t make sense.” Hearing his jeering at “me”, the boy, I am sure, with a beautiful p*n*s, I tear off my “face”, ”Now, let’s see who will be the next boy.” He stops laughing.