A lot of tricks

() bid farewell to Xiaoxuan reluctantly, and I left the community where her home is located.Yes, I no longer call her Blue Sister, it's just a joke.

Only "Xiaoxuan" makes me feel that she is my family now.

At first, I thought that the dinner tonight was just a fake show where a fake boyfriend met the mother-in-law, but I didn't expect to start doing it before I actually met the mother-in-law.

No matter how many cases there are during the day, no matter how many things that make me tired or even sad, as long as I think of the warmth tonight, all my fatigue will disappear.

It was very late when I arrived downstairs at my house, and the street lights seemed to be broken. The flickering lights made my eyes uncomfortable.It's like wandering between the two worlds of light and darkness, unable to tell which one is the real world, or whether both worlds are real.

I glanced at the mailbox downstairs, which was full of various advertising pages. I took out the folded newspaper and rummaged through it again, but found no useful information.I took care of the mailbox and walked towards the elevator.

I walked into the elevator and pressed the door close button, but the elevator door was not closed for a long time. I couldn't help wondering, is the elevator broken?

I then pressed the door closing button several times, but suddenly there was a "clang" sound outside, like the sound of metal hitting.My heart beat inexplicably accelerated at this time, and I was going to go out to take a look, but the elevator door suddenly closed at this time...at a completely different speed than usual.

The elevator began to ascend normally, and my heart also began to panic for no reason. Although I knew in my heart that it was just the effect of gravity, I still couldn't help but look at everything around me suspiciously.The elevator is not big, but it is not too cramped. The quality of work of the property management staff is good. There has never been a small advertisement posted in the elevator.At the same time, because of this, the elevator is extraordinarily clean, the walls are as smooth as a mirror, and my figure is printed on the four "mirrors" in the front, back, left, and right.

"I" is looking at "I".

Suddenly there was a feeling of being naked in broad daylight, and the gazes in the "mirror" made me extremely disturbed, even though I knew those were my own gazes.

Without thinking about it, I closed my eyes and begged for a moment of peace in my heart. The darkness suddenly rushed towards me, and the surroundings were full of unknowns and panic.A feeling of dizziness hit me, I opened my eyes, and the elevator door was slowly opening.

Although this building is an elevator building, almost every floor of this building is a small household with one bedroom and one bathroom, and most of the people who live there are people like me who are still struggling in the middle and lower classes of society.

The corridor is very long, with many turning aisles, and my room is just at the other end of the corridor, and the door is far away from the elevator door that keeps opening and closing on various floors.

I headed straight for my lair, but every few steps, I would glance back at the elevator door.The indicator light is still on the fourteenth floor, which is the floor where I am now.From the first five or six steps of turning back, it has increased to the current one or two steps of turning back. The frequent turning back made my pace involuntarily quicken, and the anxiety and doubts started from my heart and continued to spread outward.

I took out the key while walking, opened the door as quickly as possible and closed it heavily, and before I knew it, I was panting heavily.After closing the door, my heart was finally not so anxious, as if I had just escaped from another world and returned to my stronghold.

Temporarily calming down my somewhat chaotic mind, I opened today's newspaper and walked towards the computer desk habitually, my heartbeat hadn't even fully returned to normal.Sitting in a comfortable chair, I turned on the computer, but my gaze was still scanning the newspaper in front of me, looking for interesting news.

When I turned the newspaper to the third page, a large black and white photo appeared on the page that should have been a large advertisement.The woman in the photo is very beautiful, but her eyes are closed, her mouth is half-opened as if she is about to say something, and her black hair like a waterfall covers most of her cheeks.

Tension and fear struck again, the newspaper in his hand was scattered all over the place, and "her" face on the newspaper was also scattered all over the place.

Looking at the "survival face" on the ground, a pair of pale hands grabbed my heart and refused to let go.I suppressed the uneasiness and panic in my heart, and the reviewer picked up the scattered newspapers.Beyond the top two pages of the newspaper, the pale, lifeless face of the same woman appeared on every other page.

Although "her" eyes are closed tightly, I always feel that they are about to open, staring at me with sharp eyes, as if they will see through everything about me and my heart.

Although it is the layout of a regular newspaper, I am not a fool. How could the newspaper waste so many precious pages to publish such identical and worthless photos of women, all in black and white.I suppressed the uneasiness in my heart, and began to look at this newspaper with rational eyes. It has all the information that a normal newspaper should have, but when I saw the publication time of this newspaper, I froze a little. up.At [-]:[-] on November [-]th, the time when the newspaper was printed turned out to be exactly [-]:[-]!No, even if it is the daily morning newspaper, it will not specify the time in the newspaper to what time and minutes.Moreover, the newspaper office didn't open for printing until after four o'clock, and the newspapers of the day were distributed at five o'clock.Zero o'clock, how could it be this time, it is completely unscientific.

Except for this printing date and the black and white photos behind, there is nothing abnormal in other places. I even found out all the previous newspapers and compared them, and the layouts are all normal.Is it a prank by some boring people?I couldn't help but think so in my heart.

Overwhelmed by these sudden and inexplicable situations, the feeling of fatigue hit me again. I'd better think about how to solve these troublesome things tomorrow.As for now, it would be refreshing to take a bath and sleep comfortably.Thinking of this, I put the stack of newspapers that had been sorted out next to the computer, and walked to the bathroom while undressing.

I opened my eyes in a daze, and there was a vast expanse of whiteness in front of my eyes. My mouth was dry, but my face felt moist.I was about to stand up, but my feet slipped, and I fell into the water. Immediately after entering the water, I struggled with my hands, and finally found a support point to get out of the water, but the LCD drank several sips of water.

After wiping my face, I saw the situation around me clearly, and then I looked at myself, and then I realized that I fell asleep unknowingly when I was taking a bath, but fortunately I woke up in time, otherwise I would This little life probably has to be accounted for in my own family.

I couldn't help but smiled wryly, but when I thought of this, the back of my neck felt chills again.

Even at home, I could die at any time.

Thinking of this, my heart suddenly turns cold.

I picked up the bath towel a little dejectedly, wiped my body casually, put on some clothes and walked out of the bathroom.The stack of newspapers was still placed next to the computer, and the woman in the newspapers was still pale, her lips were slightly parted, and her closed eyes might open at any time.The computer flickered.I lightly touched the mouse with my hand, and the screen lit up immediately, instead of the usual screen saver, a pop-up window in the middle of the screen easily caught my eye.

It's a reminder of a new email. Now when I see the email, I always feel an inexplicable panic in my heart, and I even feel a little overwhelmed.I clicked OK, and an ominous premonition floated in my heart.The email had no title, so I moved the mouse slowly and clicked in.Sure enough, a piece of black and white filled the entire computer screen, thick black straight hair, pale face, slightly parted lips, empty eyes and sharp eyes.The "she" in the newspaper opened her eyes...

She just looked at me, silently.For a moment, I actually felt that her slightly parted lips were calling my name, and there seemed to be a faint calling in my ears, and I repeated intermittently "Wang Lei... Wang Lei..."

Oddly enough, instead of being frightened by it, I downloaded the photo with my eyes open to my desktop.Looking carefully at the information in that email, a few numbers caught my attention.It was [-]:[-] on November [-]th, and it was [-]:[-] again.

I picked up the newspaper on the side, "her" eyes were tightly closed, looking at this face, I couldn't help feeling a little hairy, I always felt that "she" seemed to have come alive from the newspaper and entered my computer.

My eyes focused on the place where the date was marked on the newspaper, that's right, it was [-]:[-] on November [-]th.

I raised my head and glanced at the wall clock on the wall. The second hand just passed by, and the minute and hour hands coincided at the only place where they could overlap...

Look at the calendar on the computer again, November [-]th...

It's [-]:[-] on November [-]th, which means that the newspaper in my hand was typesetting and printing just now?It's ridiculous, but I can't laugh. The real newspaper in my hand reminds me that all of this is most likely artificial.

But I don't think it's a prank now, and I can't think of anyone around me who is so bored as to do such a thing.But if everything is man-made, how does it explain that I fell asleep in the bathroom, woke up at exactly that time, and looked up at the wall clock just after twelve o'clock?Events like this filled with accidental factors are obviously random events, no one can predict, let alone influence.Could it be that everything is just a coincidence?

Now I can't answer this question, my whole heart beats smoothly and normally for a while, and then inexplicably speeds up for a while.This is completely the most authentic reaction of my body. I have no way to deceive my body, but I don't know why it beats so irregularly.

Palpitations and sweating, this seems to be a problem for people with kidney deficiency?I didn't expect to experience it now.

My gaze scanned the entire room, which looked like old tables and chairs, like old bookcases, and there were two neat rows of various empty wine bottles in the window.Everything is the same as when I left, only the water stains from the bathroom to my feet have become marks of my activities.

His eyes stopped in front of the closet, the closed closet door was like an ancient gate, as if leading to another world.

I approached it slowly, trying not to make the sound of footsteps that can always be bad.There is always a voice in my heart telling me that there is another person besides me nearby, another person staring at me with the pair of "eyes" in the photo.

Standing in front of the closet, I didn't move for a long time. I don't know, if I really open it, what "thing" will be waiting for me, could it be those eyes?

Wang Lei, how can you be so worthless!

I scolded myself in my heart, and immediately stretched out my hand and opened the cabinet door.The cabinet made a hoarse sound, like an old man about to die.

There are no strange "things" in the closet, only some shirts and coats I hang in it, and one of the suits that I don't usually wear is quietly hanging on the inner wall of the closet, just facing me.The jacket and trousers just hung in the shape of a human being, but it was just a flat "person".

A pair of shiny leather shoes at the bottom of the closet are even more neatly placed underneath. I remember that they seemed to have cleaned them up not long ago.

There was nothing abnormal in the closet, so I closed the closet door smoothly, and that "person" was locked in by me as a matter of course.

I didn't find anything special, and it was getting late. After I turned off the light, I got into bed directly.

I lay on the bed with nothing to do, probably because of the sleep in the bathroom, I don't feel sleepy at all now, tossing and turning, I always feel very uncomfortable.

I opened my sleepless eyes and adapted to the darkness in the room. Even in the dark, I could still make out the general direction.

He just lay there quietly, his ears habitually capturing all the sounds around him.The ticking sound of the second hand in the wall clock, the computer is not shut down, the host is still making a low sound, and the glass window is blown by the wind outside the window, making a slight sound.

Only... the soft knock on the door sounded at this time, which I didn't hear at all just now.

"Duk...duk...duk..."

The sound is very soft, like the wind outside the window, it is impossible to notice it without listening carefully.I didn't make a sound to ask, but locked the door with my eyes.

The knock on the door was not urgent. It was neither the sound of Gao Jianning beating carelessly with his fists irregularly, nor the impatient knocking of a plumbing worker.It's mechanical and slow, slight but enough for my ears to catch.

It was just a mechanical voice without any human emotion, just like the second hand in the wall clock, ticking, ticking, and ringing mercilessly.

And this strange knock on the door only rang three times before it ended.

Just when I thought everything was my hallucination, it came back.

The sound was as soft as a fingernail tapping on the door. It was still mechanical and slow, and after three beeps, it stopped abruptly.

I couldn't bear it anymore, lifted the quilt, turned over from the bed, and walked towards the door barefoot.

The faint light in the hallway shot in through the peephole on the door, like a real peephole.

I put my ear on the door and listened. After a while, the same knock on the door sounded again. It should be said that it was a stingy sound, which made my heart hang to a height that I couldn't estimate.

Making up my mind, I took advantage of the first sound of the sound, and squinted one eye to the cat's eye, trying to see clearly what was causing trouble outside my house.

But I never thought that just because I looked at that cat's eye, my heart almost stopped for nearly three seconds.

The other eye is looking at me outside the cat's eye. The dilated pupil is as dilated as mine, empty and lifeless, but deep and bottomless...