Don't be too crazy about private space, you really shouldn't disturb the people.

I'm Xiaolang, an Internet horror writer, I don't have many works, I write very slowly, my writing level is not very high, and the works I write are not very popular, but I like writing very much, and I have made it a habit to write manuscripts every day.

When writing, you must have a quiet environment, and only in this way will your thoughts not be interrupted, and inspiration will continue to emerge, but my upstairs and downstairs neighbors are so annoying, they are very noisy and noisy, so I can't calm down and write, which is the main reason why I write very slowly.

You are doing what you like, but you are disturbed by someone for no reason, your mood will definitely not be very good, and I will have such a depressed mood every day, I have also come to the door countless times to discuss with these neighbors of mine, can you not make so much noise in the future, but in exchange for the contemptuous eyes of everyone, and say whether I am sick.

The only family is kind, that is an old couple who live downstairs in my house, the husband is skinny, with a pair of big myopia glasses, every time I see him is a very humble look, and his wife is a very strong woman, every time I see the woman smile, has been glaring angrily, a "big cake face" like a bun.

These two are said to have been married for almost ten years, and they have no children, it is said that it is the reason for this strong woman, even so, this woman's status in the family is also high, his husband is like an angry little daughter-in-law, every day she is called by her to drink and drink, a little uncomfortable, so he sprinkles all his anger on his husband, either beating or scolding, and he has nothing to do to count the man down.

The soundproofing of this building is very poor, I can hear it clearly every time, and I also admire how the man has come to be with such a woman after so many years.

It's better to say that there are no children in this family, our family has two children, they are not very old and naughty, today they broke a basin, and tomorrow they broke a bowl, and as soon as their parents reprimanded, these two children cried more than the race, one was louder than the other, even if they didn't get into trouble, these two would beat the other because of one of them, or cry for a while without any reason, and make trouble for a while.

Upstairs in my house is a young couple who have just gotten married, compared to my neighbors to the door and downstairs, they make much less noise, but they often make some moans and "pop" sounds that are inappropriate for children day and night, Xiaolang I am also a man in the prime of youth, without any defects, and still a "single dog", listening to such a voice, I am still in the mood to write a manuscript!

It's impossible to move, and now that housing prices are so expensive, even renting a house is a lot of money, and I, a poor boy, can't afford it, but it's too much of a nuisance for these neighbors not to move!

There is only one way, and that is to endure!

The weather is getting hotter and hotter, and I only have a small electric fan at home that can bring me a little coolness, but compared to the scorching weather, this small electric fan seems so weak and powerless, and when the weather is hot, people's mood will become irritable, and at this time, listening to these familiar disturbing sounds, the mood will become more restless.

"These people are really going to die!

I couldn't write today's manuscript, and I had nothing else to do, so I went to the bathroom to take a shower, and then I lay down on the bed and fell asleep, and when I woke up, I found that it was already dark, and the temperature in the evening was much lower than during the day, blowing my little fan, and the temperature was just right.

I sat down in front of the computer again and started to write, today the manuscript is surprisingly smooth, and the inspiration in my mind is like a spring, so that my fingers are not willing to stop at all, and finally I have a good time writing, I look at the watch good guy! It's more than one o'clock in the morning.

Today everything seems to be surprisingly smooth, but I always feel that something is missing, I suddenly remembered that my neighbors seem to be very quiet today, I wrote in front of the computer for at least four or five hours in a row, four or five hours ago that is, at ** o'clock in the afternoon, generally this time should be their noisiest time, but recall that they seem to have been very quiet at that time, is it a conscience to find, to know that disturbing the people is wrong?

For the next few days, it was as if my neighbors had moved away en masse, and my surroundings became so quiet at all times!

But I haven't enjoyed the quiet environment for a few days, and I have encountered a new problem, that is, there is a lot of rancid smell wafting from the neighbor's house, which is very small at first, and as long as I close the door of my house, I can't get in, but then the doors and windows can't stop the smell, and I can't bear it, so I have to go to the door again and ask them what the hell they are doing.

But when I knocked on my neighbor's door and no one came to open the door for me, I had to give up, and for a few days I endured the smell so bad that I even smoked the food I had stored at home with this disgusting rancid smell, and finally I had to call the police.

The police came, and when they saw that no one opened the door when they knocked on the door, they forcibly pried open the door of the neighbor's house, and at the moment when the door opened, a more violent smell came to the face, and the two policemen closest to the door were directly fainted.

Covering his mouth and nose, he looked into the room curiously, this look almost frightened me, I saw that the room was in a mess, on the floor of the living room lay two decomposed corpses, and the rotting corpses were also incomplete, as if they had been cut with a knife, and some places seemed to have been eaten by some special creatures, simply put, the scene was seen by a hundred people, to

Ninety-nine people fainted.

Although I have undergone professional training and have seen many similar scenes, two criminal police comrades still could not endure the huge visual impact and fainted on the spot, and the leader of the team asked me for advice to see if I could put the fainted members at my house for a while, because the ambulance would have to wait for a while.

When I opened the refrigerator, the smell of the refrigerator was even more violent, and I found that in addition to a few bottles of unexpected, there were more pieces of blackened carrion, just like the carrion on the floor of the neighbor's living room, like rotten flesh on the two corpses that died on the floor ......of the neighbor's living room!

It wasn't until I put on cold handcuffs and walked through the prison gates that I couldn't believe that I had broken into the house and killed all my neighbors while sleepwalking, and had cut off their flesh and stored it in the refrigerator as food.

In order to investigate my motive for killing, they also invited a psychologist for me, and the final conclusion was that I had severe schizophrenia and depression, and I didn't quibble, because quibbling couldn't change the fact that I killed someone, but I was sure that I really didn't have that disease, and I think the reason why I killed them was because they were too disturbing to the people.

(End of chapter).

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