light, short, scattered

Chapter 13 "Sleepless Night" Part Two

"Wait, isn't it really you? We can be sure which direction the sound came from." The man said doubtfully.

I took a few steps back.

I started to panic and left the restaurant.

There is definitely something fishy about this.

I went directly to the landlady.

I asked why the rent was so cheap.

The landlady smiled and said to me, "Isn't it cheap?"

Until I asked again and again.

My aunt just started telling me a story.

before me.

The room was rented to a couple.

Also from out of town.

At the beginning, it was just a rough house.

But within a few days of moving in, the young couple dressed up in style.

And very loving.

That's what you said at night, because the neighbor said that the troublemaker also knew about it.

Unfortunately, the good times are not long.

The man was a food delivery boy and was hit by a car on the road that day.

It's cruel to say that it was captured by surveillance cameras.

In fact, he was not killed in the first hit, but the driver was afraid of taking responsibility.

He ran over it again and escaped.

Caught and sentenced to seven years.

I was not idle when I heard this.

He took out his cell phone and asked about the street where the accident occurred.

The aunt talked about the street in a daze.

I checked according to the street given by the landlady.

I actually found out about this.

The surveillance at the time clearly recorded the scene.

A car hit a motorcycle nearby.

It paused for more than ten seconds and then rolled over with the accelerator.

Exactly what the landlady said.

I took my phone and showed it to the landlady.

The aunt pointed to the mobile phone and said: "This is it. The TV stations broadcast it that day."

"And then?" I asked.

After that, the woman kept crying in the room.

The car driver who was sentenced was a gambler and had a lot of debt.

There is no way to lose money.

The woman cried for I don’t know how long. She came to the next room and told me several times that she was disturbing the neighbors.

It was so bad that even the neighbors moved out and refused to live there anymore.

There is nothing I can do. When one month is up, I will go collect the rent.

Only then did they find that the woman had hanged herself in the room, right on the beam above the bed.

"Wait a minute, you will also rent me the house of a dead person?" I said in surprise.

"Isn't it just a dead person? I'm 46 years old and have never seen anything before. I rent it to you cheaply. You can't live in it if you like it." said the landlady.

"Refund the money, I can't live anymore." I said.

"The money I came in here has never gone out. The deposit will not be refunded and the rent will not be paid back." said the landlady.

"We've only lived here for a little more than a week, so you're hiding it. How could you do this?" I said angrily.

"Do you still remember the contract we signed before? It clearly stated that it will not be refunded or refunded. It is so much cheaper than outside, so you should know it in your mind." The landlady said.

"But your place is haunted now!" I said helplessly.

"Ghost? Did a ghost hurt you? That's what I say. Stay here if you like, but leave if you don't want to." The landlady turned around and ignored her and started watching TV.

I went back to the room.

The stable job I originally found is gone.

The rent deposit paid is also non-refundable.

I lay down on the bed helplessly and fell asleep.In the middle of the night, I woke up.

The snapping sound was still echoing.

I can clearly feel that they are on my bed.

Right next to me.

Recall the video of the car accident in my mind during the day.

I actually thought about it, what if this didn't happen.

What a happy couple they would be.

I found another job in graphic design.

I became accustomed to their lingering at night.

I can feel their happiness and joy.

The next month I paid rent again.

Auntie looked at me and smiled and said, "You know it's cheaper here, auntie."

I smiled helplessly, I didn't think it was cheap here.

But their warmth in the room.

The warm memories of their deaths are being replayed in this house.

A few days later at night, the moaning disappeared.

I said to myself: "Thank you for your company."

It seems that the ghost has disappeared. After such a long time, I think it is time to disappear.

Ghosts can't always appear.

But the next day I found that it was not that simple.

The next night, miserable cries filled the room.

The couple next door probably couldn't stand it, so they took pictures of the wall more than a dozen times.

I listened helplessly to this miserable cry, and I couldn't stop it, but I could feel her loneliness and desolation.

A month later, I woke up from my sleep.

It seems like everything is a dream.

I was in a rental house and the door was opened.

A couple walked in.

It was a pleasure to observe the room.

I saw the landlord who got the money go out.

The couple then closed the door and embraced each other.

Are they ghosts?I'm not afraid.

impossible?what happened?

Isn’t it always two hours long?

Why is it so bad? How many seconds does it take to finish over 1 minute?
I wonder if there are 63 seconds?

Their conversation shocked me even more.

"This house is really nice, husband."

"Yeah, it's so cheap. How about we save the remaining money to pay for a loan and buy a car."

"Okay, hubby. Wait for you to take a rest. I'll go check out the kitchen and cook for you tonight."

"Hey, why do you need a pair of glasses cloth in this cabinet?"

The man picked up my glasses cloth.

I touched my face and could see very clearly without glasses.

I smiled and walked out of the room.

The sun shines on me, but I can't see the shadow behind me.

And I was fading, and I immediately went back to the rental house.

I understand.

I remembered.

I am already dead.

Because I can't stand a woman crying all night long.

Half a month later I chose to be in the same place as her.

That is, hanging from the bed.

After the landlady found out that I was dead, she rented it to the current couple at a cheap price.

(End of this chapter)