Go home to my neighborhood.

Parking the electric car downstairs, I carried the fruit bag and climbed the stairs with heavy steps.

This community is an old and shabby one with no elevator.

When I came to the door of the room, I subconsciously spat, stamped my feet, took out the key, opened the door and walked into the room.

When I returned to the room, I was still worried, so I took a cup and poured a glass of water at the door.

After all, I encountered too many bad things today.

This is what my grandma told me. Ghosts are afraid of water. If you pour a bowl of water at the door, the ghosts will not dare to enter the house.

After doing all this, I feel relieved.

The most urgent thing is that I must take a shower.

Ever since my grandma was admitted to the hospital, I can say that I have never been separated from her.

I felt very uncomfortable all over and felt a strange smell on my body.

Besides, when I come back from an unclean place, I need to wash myself thoroughly.

Although this house is dilapidated.

But it has everything you need, including a water heater and everything.

I took a long and enjoyable bath.

Put on your clothes and stand in front of the mirror.

In the mirror, I still look extremely handsome.

Although I dare not say that she is as graceful as a startled dragon, at least she is as beautiful as a jade tree facing the wind.

I admired the handsome guy in the mirror for a while.

I felt angry and resentful in my heart.

Girls nowadays, what do you think? You don't want to chase such a handsome young man, but you chase some crooked melons, cats and dogs.

Are your eyes fascinated by something?

For example, in the hospital today, I heard that the girl who committed suicide by taking poison actually fell in love with an ugly guy, but was dumped in the end.

Grandma, it seems that money has the final say in everything.

Suddenly I felt that it was a bit unlucky to have such random thoughts.

He hurriedly walked out of the bathroom.

I feel a little hungry.

I took out a few cherries, put them on a plate, and rinsed them with water.

Just sat on the sofa and started eating.

To be honest, now that I have grown up, I still don’t know what cherries taste like.

It's not that I don't want to eat it, it's just that it's too expensive.

Now I've eaten a few, and it's really not that delicious.

It's time to cook, because my stomach is already growling.

I stood up and went to the kitchen.

Since I started working, except for eating lunch at the company, I have made breakfast and dinner myself.

There is a breakfast shop at the entrance of the community, and you can also eat ramen in the evening, which is not expensive and trouble-free.

But I'm reluctant to spend that money, after all, I still save money by doing it myself.

For me, nothing seems important now except money.

Because I am no longer young.

I have to marry a wife and living alone all the time is not an option.

But it is difficult to find a wife now.

Because there are more boys than girls, girls become more valuable.

The betrothal gift can easily amount to more than ten or two hundred thousand, and you also need a car and a house.

So I have to save money.

Without money, you can't get a wife.

I can't let my family bloodline, which is not prosperous in the first place, lose its incense in my generation.

However, I don’t know why, but today I am particularly lazy to move.

Besides, the green vegetables I bought in the kitchen before were all wilted and turned yellow because they had been left out for too long, making them inedible.

It seems that all I can eat is instant noodles.

I took out a pack of Master Kong and two eggs.

After a while, a steaming bowl of instant noodles with poached eggs was freshly baked. I added seasonings and brought it to the living room.

Filled with bursts of special aroma, it entered the stomach after three or two puffs.

It's getting late. Let's rest. We have to go to work early tomorrow.

in the days to come.

I repeat my past.

I shuttle back and forth between the company and the rental house every day.

However, things are far from that simple.

After about half a month of this, I felt that my body was not as good as before.

Specifically, it means that the whole body is tired and the limbs are weak.

Moreover, my energy is always sluggish, groggy, and I feel like I want to sleep.

However, I have been pretending to be calm and keep my spirits up.

In the company, my boss treats me very highly, and I can't let him see anything strange about me. After all, it's not easy to get to where I am today.

Who knows, physical discomfort is just the beginning.

What happened next was even more unsettling and bizarre.

One night when I got home, I really didn't want to eat, so I made an exception and went to the street to buy a basket of xiaolongbao.

I fully expected that I would have a feast and a feast.

Unexpectedly, because I really had no appetite, I only ate four xiaolongbao and couldn't finish it.

I washed a dozen more cherries to try to change the taste.

However, even after eating a few cherries, I felt no appetite.

I put the two remaining things on the coffee table and planned to eat them the next morning.

When I woke up the next day, I was still groggy.

I steeled myself, prepared to eat the leftover xiaolongbao from last night, and then went to the company to work.

But I looked at the coffee table.

The small dumplings in the plastic bag were missing.

And the cherries on the plate were nowhere to be seen.

My first thought was that a cat or something must have gotten in last night and ate my things.

I stood up and came to the balcony.

The balcony is tight.

I looked at the windows of each room again.

There is no gap in every window.

Even if a cat or something steals the food, there must be a gap for it to come in.

What exactly is going on? Could it be...

I dare not think any further.

More terrible things are yet to come.

One day I came home from get off work and saw that the floor of my room was wet and there were people's footprints on it.

The footprints extend all the way to the balcony.

When I went to the balcony, I saw several half-wet and half-dry summer clothes hanging on the clothes rack.

These summer clothes are mine. I changed them out this morning and planned to wash them after get off work in the evening.
To be continued...