Chapter 110

Strange talk No.8 strange neighbor

he moved into a new home, a high-end apartment. He was quite satisfied with it. Apart from some strange neighbors, he had no shortcomings.

Neighbors have been closed the door, and later, there was a strange smell, like the smell of something rotten.

He was a little curious, so he knocked on the door. A boy in a wheelchair opened the door and replied that the refrigerator was broken and a lot of meat was rotten.

However, he looked at the empty refrigerator behind him and felt very strange.

The boy didn't want to reply too much, so he had to go home. The next day, he found a woman with long hair looking at him in front of the French window of his neighbor's house. Many times when he went to work, he could see a woman looking at him with bloodshot eyes.

He suspected that the boy was not the original owner of the house, and that the rotten smell might be the body, so he immediately called the police.

the police came quickly and told him that there were bodies in the room.

He breathed a long breath and was terrified. The police then told him that there were two bodies.

So who's the killer?

The policeman shook his head and said that there was no murderer. They were all suicides, a couple of orphans and widows who had been dead for several days.

After thinking about it, he thought of the boy in a wheelchair and said, "it's an adoptive mother. I heard about it before.

The police looked through the information and it turned out that the woman with long hair who hanged herself in front of the French window was the adoptive mother of the boy.

As a result, the case was quickly closed, and a helpless foster mother and stepson committed suicide in despair.

He praised the efficiency of the police and went home after taking notes.

after returning home, sitting in the wheelchair he was used to, he sighed with regret: "it's really scary. He can still laugh at people in the window when he's dead.

I closed the curtains when I knew it.

Hoo -

it's getting dark. Yao Ye, who just got off work, is walking alone in the street. The cold wind makes him close his collar in fear of the cold.

Recently, Yao Ye always feels that there is a pair of peeping eyes around him. He follows him every day, which makes his back cool. His timid character has become a lot of a shock.

Those eyes, no doubt, belong to a stalker.

Yao Ye is sure.

Because once, when he plucked up the courage to look behind him, he saw the black figure with male muscle curve.

Yao Ye, who discovers the real gender of the stalker, is really going crazy.

He doesn't know what he has to follow as a big man. Does he just like homosexuals?

Any normal person will not be indifferent to the stalker who follows him quietly. So is Yao Ye.

He quickened his pace and wanted to go back to the apartment as soon as possible.

Although the apartment was small and dilapidated, it was at least a safe haven, much better than he had been standing in this deserted street.

From just now on, he felt chilly behind him.

It must be the stalker who's following him again.

Thinking of this, Yao Ye frowned and pulled his tie uneasily, looking frail and frightened.

Now he's a little bit afraid of that damned stalker going into his house.

However, the security system of this apartment is not bad. You need to swipe your card to get in and out. Yao Ye thinks that the stalker probably doesn't have the ability to come in.

Yao Ye comforts himself and walks into the apartment building quickly.

Every time you enter the apartment, the chill disappears. Yao Ye guesses that it must be because the guy can't get in here.

That's good. If the pervert wants to follow him, he can't get in anyway. Besides being annoying, it's harmless.

After entering the apartment, Yao Ye stands in front of the elevator and waits for the elevator.

He had a teenager waiting for the elevator like him.

A teenager in a wheelchair.

Yao Ye, who is still in shock, has a timid look at the young man in a wheelchair and observes him with the light from the corner of his eyes.

This is a delicate and pale hybrid with half curly black hair on his forehead and dark green eyes staring at the elevator door.

Yao Ye has only moved here for a few days, but he hasn't recognized all the tenants' faces. He guesses that they are also tenants on a certain floor.

He looked pathetic in his wheelchair.

Yao Ye pursed his lips. He didn't know why he was concerned about the boy. He wanted to chat up a few words, but he hesitated for a long time for fear of being taken as a joke.

Ding Dong -

the elevator door opens, and Yao Ye enters the elevator with the boy.

In the elevator, Yao Ye still didn't dare to make a sound and kept silent.

As a social animal who only knows how to work honestly, chatting is not what he is good at.

he hung his head in a dim voice, and could only make complaints about his cowardice in his heart."Hello, my name is Ellen."

Unexpectedly, the boy first broke the silence in the elevator.

Yao Ye is stunned when he hears the boy's words. He looks into the deep eyes of the young emerald.

"Well, my name is Yao Ye. I'm a new tenant. Please give me more advice in the future! Ha ha ha

Yao Ye is inexplicably shy. He avoids the young man's eyes and doesn't dare to look directly at him.

Although Yao Ye has lived in a country for several years, he still can't adapt to the habit of speaking here and looking people in the eye.

Ellen tilts his head and looks at Yao Ye, who has avoided his eyes. His eyes become darker.

Don't you like him?

"I will." Ellen answered softly, and the young man's clear voice was particularly beautiful.

What will happen? Can you give me more advice? Er

He didn't know what to return. He just laughed and kept silent.

In order to avoid embarrassment, he began to stare at the elevator panel, ready to wait until the fourth floor to go out.

He's a little scared, and can't stand the awkward atmosphere.

Although I have a good feeling for this good-looking boy of mixed race, I can't resist the rejection brought by social fear.

In the elevator, the tall young man with black hair quietly looked at the number on the elevator panel, and did not notice that he was only reflected on the elevator wall.

Ellen looked straight at the young man behind him, pale as a dead man.

Ding Dong -

the fourth floor is here.

Yao Ye walks out of the elevator. Unexpectedly, Ellen comes down and opens the door next to him.

It turned out that Ellen was his neighbor.

Yao Ye is standing in front of his house in surprise. Ellen is pushing his wheelchair to get in. When he sees this, he looks back at Yao Ye.

He raised the corner of his mouth, smiling as pure as an angel.

"I'll go home first. See you later."

"Ah, OK, see you later."

Yao Ye is dazzled by the beauty of the young man. He plucks up his courage, raises his smiling face and waves his hand kindly.

Patter -

the door was closed, and the smiling face of the young man with black hair was isolated outside.

The boy in the wheelchair stopped.

He slowly stretched out his hand and covered his pale cheek. The thin butterfly bone stirred gently, as if he was crying, as if he was suppressing his excitement.

“…… Ah How lovely... "

The young man's eyes through his fingers are so bright that they are frightening. The corners of his mouth are bigger and bigger, showing a morbid smile.

"My It's my Hee hee... "

The boy laughed nervously and stood up like a robot that had not been lubricated for a long time.

It's kind of weird and scary.

It is pasted on the wall shared by Yao Ye's apartment, with dark green eyes shaking and a bright smile.

"It seems to be scared, but don't be afraid. I will be by your side, always by your side Hee hee -- "

in the living room not far behind the boy, a body with the same face as the boy and abnormal twisted neck is slowly rotting.

"It won't be lonely We will not be lonely Hee hee... "

In the room opposite the living room, a dead woman hanging from the ceiling turned her eyes and continued to die in pain day after day.

After returning to the room, Yao Ye starts to wash his teeth. He brushes his teeth carelessly, thinking about the neighbor named Ellen.

It's a coincidence that I live next door. I didn't see the door open when I moved here a few days ago.

However, it's a pity that such a beautiful child has a disability.

Poof -

spitting out his mouthwash, Yao Ye touched his flushed cheek and murmured, "it's really pretty. Take care of it later. After all, it's not easy to live like that."

I don't know why, Yao Ye has a strange liking for Ellen and wants to get close to him.

However, Yao Ye controls himself. He feels that he is an adult after all, and he is not attracted to a 17-year-old child.

It should be just sympathy for a disabled teenager. If you are too close, you may be taken as a mockery. It's better to keep a distance and help if you can. Yao Ye thought.

Gulu -

just as Yao Ye was thinking about something messy, there was a strange sound in the kitchen sink.

He came back to the kitchen and found something strange at the water outlet of the pool.

He took a closer look. Today, he didn't use the kitchen, and he washed his hands in the bathroom. Now he found that the plug at the water outlet was missing.

The plug was used to block the water outlet so that it could store water for dishwashing, but now it's gone. The pool is so dry that it doesn't look like a pool."Why?"

Yao Ye frowns suspiciously, thinking about where the plug has gone and whether it will be put by him unintentionally.

Gulu - Gulu -

in the depth of the water outlet, there is an endless darkness, from which comes the sound of water pipe drying up.

Where Yao Ye can't see, a dark green eye turns deep in the pipe. It stares at the youth outside the pipe. The dark green pupil is full of infatuation and greed.

When Yao Ye heard those strange sounds, his heart was inexplicably tight, and he began to feel cool behind his back.

But, no, how could that stalker come in.

Yao Ye looks at the water outlet and swallows.

Yao Ye slowly draws his eyes close to the pipe orifice, and his white face gets closer and closer to the water outlet of the pool.

SA -

a pale palm touched his side face.

From the water outlet, the outstretched palm and fingertips are gently rubbing his greasy skin.

"Ah, ah, ah, ah!"

Yao Ye screams, only to find that his cheek is frightfully cold.

He stepped back a few steps and stumbled to the floor, dazed and frightened.

People Someone's hiding in his water pipe.

Yao Ye gasps quickly. He trembles and stands up. He finds that the pool is back to normal.

He didn't know what had happened just now, and he didn't dare to go near the pool any more. He ran back to the bedroom quickly, shivering under the quilt.

No, it's impossible. How could anyone hide in a pipe?

It must be an illusion. It's an illusion.

Maybe I was scared by the stalker recently, so I was in a trance and had hallucinations.

Yao Ye shivers and bites his white knuckles, sweating all over.

He comforted himself not to think too much. He would continue to work overtime tomorrow. He was so scared that he had to go to the hospital for treatment. He couldn't afford it at all.

"Hoo! Hoo

Yao Ye shrinks in the quilt, gasps and turns pale.

"Hallucinations, yes, are hallucinations..."

Yao Ye rubs his sore temple and comforts himself by looking at his bitten fingers.

Yao Ye, who has been timid since he was young, has his own way of comforting himself. This kind of self consolation is very effective. He soon calms down and analyzes that he really had an illusion just now.

It's impossible for that hand to fit into such a small water pipe, so everything just now must be an illusion.

Thinking of this, Yao Ye breathes out a foul breath and finally closes his eyes with peace of mind.

It's hallucination. It doesn't matter. Taking a rest early may relieve the mental symptoms. If it doesn't work, go to the hospital and prescribe some medicine.

Yao Ye worked late into the night, and now he was very tired. After his mood calmed down, he soon felt sleepy and went to sleep.

Creak, creak -

after Yao Ye fell asleep, a pale palm protruded from the bottom of the bed, leaving a deep crease on the quilt.

So, don't be afraid ~

the pale palm caresses Yao Ye's cheek, and the pale ghost hides in the shadow of the bed, revealing a smile that he thinks is sweet, but is actually hideous.

The author has something to say: I'm sorry that I'm so late today, and suddenly I don't have any inspiration. I think my writing is too bad. I can catch up with the little angel. I love you ~

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