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It's far away from the city, the air is wonderful, and there are a lot of unnamed bugs crawling and flying in the summer. Pineapple # # which includes mosquitoes. I love them like women.

There are very few people here, and occasionally there are people who lead their children to toddlers or pet dogs for a walk. The road is lined with neat lawns and flower beds.

In the center of the residential complex is an artificial lake with fountains, where you can hear the sound of water all day long.

The sky here is exceptionally blue. I often sit in the small courtyard and watch the sky, and that's a very enjoyable thing. The small courtyard is surrounded by a wooden fence.

Once, a grasshopper jumped on my feet. It was wounded, its toned legs broken, and I carefully picked it up and put it out in the grass outside the yard. At that time, two birds stood on the wooden fence and clucked that no one knew I lived here, and no one knew the phone number of my new home. I want my home to be closed off from the slightest distraction.

There are no anti-theft bars on the windows of my house, and those things don't belong to life in fairy tales.

Here, the day is as quiet as the night, but the night is a little noisy, and it is the sound of crickets.

The street lamps in the residential area are in the shape of traditional lanterns, and the lighting is faint, very serene, and gentle. When they light up, the vegetation next to them becomes deeper.

Chen Mo didn't know when I felt more and more insecure.

I tried to find the source of this feeling, but found nothing.

The sky was still blue, the water was still ringing, and the crickets were still skinny, but I could clearly feel that a great danger lurked, like a crocodile hidden in the quiet waters of a lake. It was motionless, like a deformed stone of Ban Tau, but its intrigue and eyes slowly turned. Its heart remains idle.

And before I knew it, my feet were walking leisurely away from it, what the hell was going on?

After breakfast, I went to and from work as usual, running for survival. But every time I entered the gate of the prince's garden, that terrible feeling crept up on my heart.

On this day, when I was driving to the door of my house, suddenly a person jumped in front of my car, and I quickly braked.

It just so happened that the street lights in this section were broken, and they had not been repaired, and they were black and mushy.

I shuddered.

I poked my head out of the window and saw a security guard, a night guard who was in charge of the security of Building J. He wears a blue uniform, a red hat, red epaulettes, and a red belt. He said, "Sir, you can't go any further, this is the sidewalk, please park your car in the parking lot and turn a corner, it won't take you two minutes." ”

I was a little annoyed and shouted to him, "Next time you don't stand in front of my car and talk to me!" ”

He looked me in the eye and said, "Okay, I'll stand on the side of the road next time." But he was not honest, and added, "You are not allowed to go from here next time." ”

I spun the wheel in disgust and drove to the parking lot.

I don't know what his name is.

Most of these security guards are temporary recruits from other places, and I guess the property company only knows about them as an ID card. And now, false testimony is everywhere. It's fair to say that no one really knows the nitty-gritty of these security guards.

He is one of the many security guards, he is in charge of Building J, I will call him Chen Mo. He wears the same uniform as the other security guards, except that he seems to be a little scruffier than them.

Actually, his clothes are not dirty, and I think the reason why I think he is a little dirty is because his teeth are black and yellow. However, I noticed that his hands were white, like women's hands.

After that incident, I inexplicably felt that I had a vendetta against him.

Actually, it's nothing, he's working, preventing vehicles from entering the sidewalks of residential areas (before, the property company didn't care about this, everyone often drove their cars downstairs to their homes, there must be new regulations), maybe he stopped a lot of people, maybe a lot of people lost their temper with him, he wouldn't care.

Still, I firmly believed that I had a feud with him. At least, I already have a grudge against him in my heart.

In fact, I am an easy-going person, dealing with people, always taking a step back and opening up the sky. I don't know why, but I just remember this security guard's revenge. He said, "You are not allowed to go from here next time." "I think he's trying to turn against me.

3. That night, after dinner, my wife and I walked in the residential area, talking about things that had nothing to do with work. The cool breeze was blowing softly, and the moon in the sky was cool.

"Remember when we rented a house?"

"Hmm."

"I moved two times in three days, alas, I don't want to think about it anymore."

"Hmm."

"My biggest dream at that time was to have a house of my own."

"Hmm."

"What's wrong with you? What do you think? Mrs. asked.

"Nothing." I say.

I've been listening to my wife's footsteps and I'm feeling something wrong again because I don't think it's two people walking.

I'm a soldier, and I'm a person who has gone through that kind of training, and I always keep up with my fellow travelers. I heard the sound of our footsteps, as if mixed with the footsteps of another person, very soft, as restrained as a cat.

I looked back, and behind me was a stone pavement with grass on both sides. The street lights are faintly on. As I said earlier, when the street lights are on, the grass and trees become more profound, which is very true.

The wife said, "Women are demanding, and they are aimed at men in that kind of material relationship. A woman actually has the lowest requirements for the person she loves, she just needs a sense of security. ”

I looked behind me again.

The reason why men are insecure all the time is because women have a sense of security.

The wife said, "What the hell are you looking at?" ”

"Look at the back of my neck for bugs."

My wife patted me on the back of the neck and said, "No, nothing." ”

She and I kept walking.

She said, "Shall we bring our son back?" ”

"Hmm."

"What the hell is wrong with you today?"

I didn't hear my wife say anything, and I heard the footsteps again, softer than before, like a dream.

I turned my head suddenly, and sure enough, I saw a person—it was that Chen Mo. Blue uniform, red hat, epaulettes, red belt.

He didn't dodge, he walked slowly behind me, his eyes on me.

I suspect that when I didn't look back, his eyes kept on my wife's legs. She wears a large pair of pants that show off her two white thighs. Her legs are so beautiful that even I want to see them.

The wife seemed to notice something, and she turned around. She glanced at the security guard, turned her head again, and continued, "He's been at his grandmother's house for half a year, hasn't he?" It all makes me want to die. Don't you want to? ”

I'm not in the mood to talk about missing. I was a little angry, but I couldn't say it - he was a security guard, he was on patrol, and it was his job.

Fourth, in the middle of the night, I was woken up by some sound.

Listen closely, it's not a cricket, it's not a frog, it's like a cat's meow.

Cats catch mice.

The rat appears at night, it has no footsteps and does not cough.

It steals food, bites clothes, and gets into people's beddings to be scary. You feel something hairy in the bed, it's cold, it's slippery, and when you scratch it, you only touch a long tail, and there's nothing left, so we can conclude that the rat is a bad thing.

(End of chapter)

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