my evil sister-in-law
Chapter 25 A Clean House
Chapter 25 Clean House
When I was leaving, this place was still a garbage dump. Why did it become so clean after a few hours of absence?
The living room was indeed terribly clean, empty and spotless.Especially the floor, which was polished like a mirror, so bright that it could reflect people's shadows.
I hurriedly backed out: "You can't go to the wrong door, right?"
I looked at the house number, yes, it is my house.
My hair stood on end again, my heart was beating wildly, and the cold sweat was breaking out on my back.
When I left, I obviously didn't clean it up, and I was the only one with the key to this house.
In other words, only I can enter this house.
Then who cleaned it, and it was so clean.
I guess, without three or five people, it takes a few hours, don't try to clean it so clean.
Am I delusional?I opened the door carefully and walked in again, holding the knife in my hand.
The living room is very clean, my bedroom is very clean, and the other rooms are also very clean. It's like walking into a house that has just been built and no one lives in it. There is no trace of my living here.
"Damn it, where did all my stuff go?" I kicked the wall angrily.No matter how rotten those things are, they can still be sold for a few dollars.When I came here, I was planning to exchange that pile of junk for some money, but now it’s all over, there’s nothing left, not even a single needle left for me.
With trembling hands, I lit a cigarette and walked around the room a few times.Apart from the fact that everything in the room has disappeared, the house is fine and there is nothing unusual.
When I came to the door of the bathroom, I kicked something with my foot. When I looked down, my head buzzed. The wallet with the wolf's head that should have disappeared a long time ago was lying quietly. under my feet.
The wolf head on the wallet, those eyes seem to be staring at me.
"Ghost." I hurriedly jumped back a few steps, looked at my wallet again, and rushed out of the house, rushed downstairs to the park in one breath, sat on a rock and panted heavily.
At this time, the sun was already westward, and the tired birds returned to the forest.
Many people rushed home with joyful faces, it was their paradise.
Just me, a homeless kid.
I absolutely cannot live in this house, even if I sleep on the street, I will not live in it.
"What the hell, what a nice house, it becomes a haunted house." I sighed.
When I was leaving, this place was still a garbage dump. Why did it become so clean after a few hours of absence?
The living room was indeed terribly clean, empty and spotless.Especially the floor, which was polished like a mirror, so bright that it could reflect people's shadows.
I hurriedly backed out: "You can't go to the wrong door, right?"
I looked at the house number, yes, it is my house.
My hair stood on end again, my heart was beating wildly, and the cold sweat was breaking out on my back.
When I left, I obviously didn't clean it up, and I was the only one with the key to this house.
In other words, only I can enter this house.
Then who cleaned it, and it was so clean.
I guess, without three or five people, it takes a few hours, don't try to clean it so clean.
Am I delusional?I opened the door carefully and walked in again, holding the knife in my hand.
The living room is very clean, my bedroom is very clean, and the other rooms are also very clean. It's like walking into a house that has just been built and no one lives in it. There is no trace of my living here.
"Damn it, where did all my stuff go?" I kicked the wall angrily.No matter how rotten those things are, they can still be sold for a few dollars.When I came here, I was planning to exchange that pile of junk for some money, but now it’s all over, there’s nothing left, not even a single needle left for me.
With trembling hands, I lit a cigarette and walked around the room a few times.Apart from the fact that everything in the room has disappeared, the house is fine and there is nothing unusual.
When I came to the door of the bathroom, I kicked something with my foot. When I looked down, my head buzzed. The wallet with the wolf's head that should have disappeared a long time ago was lying quietly. under my feet.
The wolf head on the wallet, those eyes seem to be staring at me.
"Ghost." I hurriedly jumped back a few steps, looked at my wallet again, and rushed out of the house, rushed downstairs to the park in one breath, sat on a rock and panted heavily.
At this time, the sun was already westward, and the tired birds returned to the forest.
Many people rushed home with joyful faces, it was their paradise.
Just me, a homeless kid.
I absolutely cannot live in this house, even if I sleep on the street, I will not live in it.
"What the hell, what a nice house, it becomes a haunted house." I sighed.
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