Chapter 1: A Knock at the Door
The houses of the thirteenth block have long since become old, and the neat streets have become cluttered and have lost the light of the past.
When the night fills the sky, there are no pedestrians on the street.
In the dim light, the cold wind howled through the streets, and the garbage scattered on the ground was rolled up, and the disgusting stench.
The thirteenth arrondissement belongs to the slum of the city.
It is the synonym for the lowly, the dirty, the filthy, and the thirty percent of the city's population lives in it.
There is no entertainment here, there is no bustle at night, some just wait for night to fall, and fall asleep.
It's like an old man in his twilight years, still alive in this world with a breath left.
It's full of endangered buildings and buildings that could collapse at any moment.
It is the residence of the lower classes of society and the place where criminals are overflowing.
An old-fashioned tube building, built from the old century, is gray and low, and it has a unique appearance.
Through the moonlight, you can faintly see the upturned wall skin.
There are no fashionable elevators in the building, and the new-age technology seems to be separated from here, and you need to rely on your own legs to go up and down the stairs.
Each floor is a large accommodation room, and in this small floor, it is crowded with people who live there.
People yearn for a better life, and they work hard to earn money on weekdays, but they just want to make life better.
Although the doors of every room in the building were eroded by rust, preventing the moonlight from shining in, it could not resist the people's love for it.
Although the sparrow is small, it has all kinds of organs.
This simple tube building perfectly interprets the various states of life.
"Knock knock."
There was a sharp knock on the door.
It was not loud but loud, and it reached the house through the iron door.
In the middle of the night, no one will know why someone is knocking on this door, and perhaps only the owner of the room will know.
"Who? Knocking on the door in the middle of the night. ”
A young man walked out of the room and opened the door as he spoke.
He poked his head out, only to find that there was no one outside the dimly lit hallway.
"I don't sleep in the middle of the night, I'm sick!" Seeing this, the young man was a little irritable, and closed the door again with a curse.
"Crunch, crunch......"
There was an overwhelmed sound from the iron gate, as if it was about to fall in the next second.
"Damn, it's going to cost money to repair again." The young man cursed in his mouth, but his feet kept kicking a few times.
The facilities in the building had long since decayed, and even the gate had been repaired several times, which really him off.
In the small space, the door is facing the living room and kitchen, and I can see pots and pans on the ground.
The only bedroom is next door to the living room, and you can still see the lights in the room.
When I walked into the room, I saw that except for a bed, there was only a table and chairs in the corner.
The simple but cosy cottage was cleaned up.
The lights on the rooftops flickered back and forth, flickering on and off.
In the dim light, the young man walked to the table, picked up the books on the table and began to flip through them.
The young man's name is Chen Yang, a student who has just graduated and entered the society.
The books in my hand are items rented from the company, and they are also the handbooks that every employee must read.
Today was the day he joined the company, but before he started his formal work, he paid a sum of money to the company first, which made him very unhappy.
"It's really expensive, such a broken book actually costs twenty yuan." Chen Yang scolded while watching.
The company said that it was worried that the employees would deliberately damage it, so it had to charge the fee in advance.
But in Chen Yang's view, this is the stuff of rotten streets.
Even though it's a loan, it still has to be returned, so it doesn't feel like it's worth it.
So with every page he watched, he could feel the pain of his heart beating.
"Turn this page down, it's all my little money, it's distressing." Chen Yang covered his heart with one hand and made a painful expression.
He is a natural optimist, although he feels sorry for money, he doesn't care very much, after all, he won't spend a penny, and now he can only calm his beating heart.
This book is the epitome of the new era, the product of the development of the times, and allows people to deeply understand the trend of the times.
There was a sentence written in the book, which touched him deeply: "The beginning of the new century symbolizes the death of the old century." ”
The times are developing at a high speed, but decay is also intensifying step by step.
I remember when he was in school, his teacher said: "Life is not just about how happy you are, but so that you can live humbly in this era." ”
At that time, he was still young and didn't understand the truth very well, but now that he has stepped into society, he feels that life is not easy.
In this new era, college students are like ants everywhere, studying hard, just to win an opportunity to work hard, and he is one of them.
But the reality is always so cruel, with no background, no connections, just relying on a little shallow effort.
It's a pity that the most important thing in this era is people who work hard.
Chen Yang looked at the books in his hand and couldn't help sighing, not knowing whether it was life or his wallet that he was sighing about.
He silently flipped through it, just wanting to know more about this new era.
"Knock knock."
...... The already quiet room was woken up again!
...... The voice was still so hurried, echoing in the corridor.
Chen Yang put down the book and looked at the clock hanging on the wall, it was eleven forty-five.
The hands "tick, tick" turn with a knock on the door.
Chen Yang walked to the door and pushed hard, the corridor and the door were like two worlds that had been sealed, and they intersected at this moment.
The cold wind howled in the corridor, and by the dim light of the room, he looked around, but still did not find a figure.
"Who knocked on the door and you stood up?" Chen Yang shouted in a low voice outside the door.
The dilapidated building can't be isolated from the sound, and it's already late, so if you make noise to the neighbors, it will be terrible.
He stood at the door, shivering coldly, as if he had thought of something, and suddenly felt a little bad.
He steadied himself and slowly retreated towards the door.
At this time, the wind in the corridor suddenly became manic, and there was a sound of iron sheets "clanging" everywhere.
It was like an angry man, banging the rotten iron door.
Even the lights in the house seem to have been affected, and they are starting to dim, as if they will go out at any moment.
Suddenly, Chen Yang only felt tightness in his chest and shortness of breath, as if he was bound by something, and he couldn't move.
The wind whistled in his ears, and the iron door swayed back and forth with the wind, making a piercing sound.
It was as if he had been pinned to the air, and he lost his reaction except for his head.
Chen Yang was very frightened in his heart, and wanted to shout for help, but just wanted to shout, but found that his mouth seemed to have lost power.
The upper and lower lips fit snugly, as if they had been stitched together with a needle.
He felt like he was about to suffocate, and his vision was blurred by the already dimly lit floor.
Faintly, a floating figure could be seen not far away, swinging in the wind.
He stared at his blurred pupils, trying to take a closer look, only to find that his eyes were no longer listening.
Maybe I'm going to leave this world in the next second.
He felt like a puppeteer, controlled by someone else.
"Quack, quack, quack."
Three crows cries sounded in Chen Yang's mind, and the tight strings broke at once.
"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"
He gasped for air, and the cold wind poured into his throat.
In an instant, the whole person came to his senses.
He hurried back into the room, unaffected by the movements of his hands.
With a sudden pull, his feet hurriedly took a step back, and he shook his hand and closed the other door in the room.
He leaned his back against the door, his feet like a lump of lead, unable to move a single step.
"Who the is this? Playing such a boring game at night, I don't know if people are scary and scared to death? ”
Chen Yang muttered to himself, with a little annoyance in his tone.
The scene just now is really incredible.
The development of the new era has brought not only the progress of science and technology, but also the mysterious power.
The energy of nature is always inscrutable, and perhaps what happened just now can be called weird.
All of this seems to be a sign of something.
Time stopped, at the moment he entered the door, and only then did he relent.
Chen Yang stood up tremblingly, and gently massaged his two thumbs on his head, as if he wanted to get rid of his exhaustion.
The cold wind outside the house is still there, raging all over the corridor, crackling sounds, but the inside of the house gradually becomes peaceful and peaceful.
He staggered back to the bedroom and slowly walked to the edge of the bed and sat down.
Looking up at the clock, the slender hands were still walking unhurriedly, and when I glanced at it, I realized that only ten minutes had passed......
11:55 a.m.
"It's almost early in the morning, I wonder if it's because of this?" Chen Yang looked at his watch and muttered to himself.
This is the scale displayed on the clock, which stands out in the light.
When I first moved to the building, I received a warning from the landlord.
When the curtain of night opens, darkness falls in the early hours of the morning.
Everything that does not belong to the times will be swept into the garbage heap of history and cleaned.
At this time, people should stay at home quietly and never go out.
Even if there is an earth-shattering noise outside, you can't step out of the door.
Because you can't be sure if the moment you step out, you will encounter a person or a ghost.
Chen Yang has heard such stories when he pees, and even now, people use this to scare their children.
Just like the wolf grandmother in a fairy tale, the story is very beautiful, but when people listen to it too much and listen to it for a long time, they lose their awe.
Chen Yang only felt that his head was big for a while, and he didn't know why he encountered such a thing.
Whether it is an unintentional touch, or something that is attractive, in this room, it exudes a mysterious power of temptation.
When I was in school, I had heard such strange things, but when I encountered them, I was still surprised.
His mind was in turmoil at the moment.
He wasn't sure what the story would happen next, so he was left to wait patiently.
"Whoop, whoop......"
The wind outside the house is even stronger!