On the 11th holiday in 2012, my boyfriend said he would come to pick me up and take me home. After class, I waited for him, and then he called me to say a little accident, he was hit by a car, but not serious, let me wait a little longer, I went back to the dormitory to continue to wait. At that time, high school students could stay in the dormitory on weekends, usually those few students from remote places, at that time there were five of them, there were no cameras, and the management was not strict. I was alone in the dormitory listening to songs and reading novels, close to eight o'clock when I went out, because the dormitory door eight o'clock lock. I went out in a small square under the school to watch the grandparents dancing, to nine o'clock. I've been in touch with my boyfriend on the phone during this time. He still let me wait for him, I think it is not a solution to wait any longer, so I opened a room intended to sleep. It was twelve o'clock when he came over. I went home the next day.