The streets at midnight were dead silent.
The cold wind rustled the leaves.
A man with a stiff face walked towards the old and dilapidated community not far ahead. Sometimes his steps were steady, sometimes he staggered and was about to fall.
Yes, the community opposite is the low-cost residence he rented, Baifeng New Village.
After asking for money from his parents but being rejected, the two sides had a big quarrel. He stole a lot of money that his parents had saved and came here.
Calculating it carefully, I have been renting it for almost half a year.
Here, dozens of kilometers away from his hometown, his parents didn't know anything about it, and they generally thought that he just went out to find a serious job.
Of course, he doesn't want his parents to know he lives here either.
Because here, it is more conducive to the development of his "Internet cafe game business".
Entering the community, walking through the dark alleys, stepping up the stairs, and standing at the door of the residence, the man stayed there for a long time.
Finally, he stretched out his stiff hand and took out the key from his pocket.
Click!
Squeak...!
The door is open.
As usual, he pressed the light switch button next to the door.
despair!
The room suddenly became bright.
For a moment, he was stunned.
He saw a black hole like a fist suspended in the middle of the living room that was growing rapidly.
In a short while, the diameter of the black hole reached about two meters, standing in front of him.
At the entrance of the black hole, you can vaguely see water ripple-like patterns rippling in a flat plane towards the surroundings.
Reaching out and touching it, it feels cold to the touch, like the cold winter air piercing the soul.
It was pitch dark inside the cave, and he couldn't see anything. He didn't know where the end was.
Correspondingly, he had no idea what was hidden inside.
Moreover, there seemed to be an irresistible force inside that was hinting at him, forcing him to go in and find out.
He stretched out his right foot and stepped in.
The feet sank into the black hole and disappeared completely.
Then, he leaned forward, and his other left foot followed suit.
After he walked into the black hole, the sight before him stunned him again.
An Internet cafe measuring several hundred square meters appeared in front of him.
Moreover, business is extremely booming, and there is nothing to worry about.
The sound of keyboards, laughter, yelling, and eating instant noodles filled my ears.
"Hello, Mr. Han."
A cleaning lady holding a broom came over and called him respectfully.
The man turned around suddenly and found that he was standing in front of the cashier, and the network administrator was staring at the computer.
Next to the network administrator, there were five or six young people who were noisy, clamoring, and wanted to turn on the machine for them immediately.
On the wall opposite him, there was an original business license hanging.
He saw Han Yu written behind the operator on the business license.
The man smiled, his smile was unpredictable.
…………
In the early morning in Nanpu City, everything is silent.
Mao Sandao led Mao Qiuer on the quiet road.
get off work.
Although the distance between the bookstore and his home was not as far as he imagined, Mao Sandao still felt that going back and forth every day was too much trouble.
He decided to rent a house near the bookstore for a while.
Although the bookstore is large, Mao Sandao does not intend to live in it.
Living under the same roof as Doukui made him feel terrified just thinking about it.
At the moment, Mao Sandao thinks the most important thing is to wait until dawn to see Grandpa Liu.
I have been too busy these past few days, and I don’t know how Grandpa Liu is doing.
After arriving home, Mao Sandao hurriedly washed himself and prepared to catch up on some sleep while it was still early.
But for some reason, as soon as he fell asleep, Grandpa Liu's figure appeared in his dream.
Grandpa Liu stood at the door of his house, with a cigarette pot on his waist, smiling and waving slowly to him.
Grandpa Liu's face was very pale. In Mao Sandao's eyes, it was extremely white, as if he had been painted with a layer of white paint.
He asked: "Grandpa Liu, why are you here?"
Grandpa Liu did not speak, but still smiled and waved.
"Grandpa Liu, I have been too busy to see you recently. Are you feeling better?"
Grandpa Liu still didn't speak, but his hand was always waving regularly.
Even the smile on his face never disappeared from beginning to end.
Mao Sandao felt a little strange. He took a few steps closer to Grandpa Liu and said, "Grandpa Liu, I am Sandao. You...why don't you speak?"
At this moment, Grandpa Liu took a few steps back, always maintaining the original distance from him.
The more Mao Sandao looked at it, the more he felt something was wrong: "Grandpa Liu, you...what's wrong with you?"
He raised his feet again and walked towards Grandpa Liu. Almost at the same time, Grandpa Liu backed away again.
In an instant, a burst of white mist gradually rose behind Grandpa Liu.
Slowly, the white mist became thicker and thicker, and from time to time, it enveloped Grandpa Liu's body and engulfed him.
"Grandpa Liu, this..." Mao Sandao ran over quickly.
But when he arrived at where Grandpa Liu was standing and dispersed the surrounding white mist with his hands, he found that Grandpa Liu had already disappeared.
"Grandpa Liu?"
Mao Sandao spun around and shouted several times.
In the end, he never saw Grandpa Liu again. It seemed that Grandpa Liu had never been here.
Mao Sandao rubbed his eyes vigorously. When he opened his eyes and looked around, he found that he was in the bedroom and lying on the bed.
Sigh...!
Suddenly, he heard the bedroom door handle turning.
Click...!
Squeak...!
The door is being pushed open.
Boo! Boo! Boo! Boo!
Slow footsteps started from the door and extended to the bed.
Mao Sandao always felt that this situation seemed familiar.
Suddenly, his head shook.
Didn't something similar happen the night before my grandfather died?
Could it be that pinching my neck that day was not a dream?
Today, he is here again?
Mao Sandao wanted to shout loudly, but his lips and even his whole body were completely unable to move.
Boo! Boo! Boo! Boo!
Mao Sandao had clearly sensed that his footsteps had reached the bedside.
Then he felt a pair of hands grabbing the quilt covering him.
Then, the quilt was being lifted up.
Finally, the quilt covered his neck.
"Woof! Woof woof!"
Furball's cry suddenly came from the living room.
Mao Sandao shook his body, opened his eyes suddenly, and sat up from the bed.
despair!
Turn on the lights.
The house was empty.
He quickly looked towards the door again.
Found and didn't see the door being opened.
And Furball’s cry never appeared again.
"Fuck! It turns out it was still a dream..."
Mao Sandao wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
He checked the time, it was less than 5 o'clock.
After such a dream, Mao Sandao thought it was unrealistic to fall asleep again.
Simply, he took the cigarette from the bedside table and took one out of the cigarette case.
Bah!
ignite.
"His...!"
He took a sharp puff.
Bang bang bang!
Bang bang bang bang!
"who?!"
He had just had a strange dream, and the rapid knock on the door frightened Mao Sandao.
His hand shook and the cigarette in his hand fell to the ground.
"Woof woof! Woof woof woof!"
Strangers knocked on the door, and Furball yelled loudly in the living room.
Bang bang bang!
Bang bang bang!
"Three ways!"
Identified by the voice, it was Uncle Zhang's voice.
"Uncle Zhang, wait a moment, we're coming soon!"
Mao Sandao guessed that Uncle Zhang must have encountered something, otherwise he wouldn't have come knocking on the door early in the morning.
He threw on a piece of clothing randomly, put on his slippers, and walked out quickly without even having time to put on his pants.
