old building

Chapter 1

At three o'clock in the middle of the night, even the crowded and noisy old town will become peaceful.

As if in response to the silence, every house closed its doors and turned off the lights, and the surroundings were dark, even on the road.

It's not that there are no street lights, it's just that the aging wires have been damaged too much, and the distances are far away, so they can be turned on. The thin light cannot illuminate the densely packed illegal buildings.

Walking in the dark is common.

Especially at this point, it was dark and silent, and on the road with no one, only the sound of my footsteps echoed, and I kept stepping.

Too monotonous, sounds a little lonely.

Only one or two meows of wild cats and the shrill sound of Chun occasionally sounded, which became my only response in this dark night.

I grabbed my coat tightly and stepped forward quickly, stepping on the garbage and stepping into the puddle.

After all, this is the norm in the old city, and I'm used to it.

After bypassing the dimly lit road, I turned around and walked into a dark alley. In the darkness, I could still see layers of various advertising stickers raised from the wall.

There was a wind in the dark night, blowing in waves, and there was a rustling sound on the wall densely, as if someone was grinding their teeth in the dark, it kept ringing.

My body was tense, and I dragged my heavy legs to walk quickly, until I reached the center of the alley, and my steps stopped.

This is a dilapidated two-story old building sandwiched in illegal buildings, which is where I live.

My tense arms managed to grab the key out of my pocket, and I scratched the rusted door twice before slipping it into the keyhole.

There was a creaking and twisting sound, piercing into the night like a sharp knife.

"Squeaking——" I finally pushed the dilapidated iron gate open. Compared with the alley, the courtyard was darker, as if it was covered by dense cloth, and the darkness was even thicker.

I took a deep breath and turned to close the door.

"Squeak, twist—" the restlessness of the iron door broke the dark silence again.

"It's so fucking noisy again, why don't you tell people to sleep?" A violent roar suddenly sounded from the yard.

I was so surprised that I paused when I closed the door, and looked towards the house in the southwest corner of the yard. There was no light lit up in the darkness, but the tone was obviously that of the hostess.

Due to professional reasons, this is not the first time I have been scolded for coming home late.

I pursed my lips and didn't say a word. I just tripped over the lock and walked upstairs quickly.

Cursing voices continued to come from the dark room.

"Tomorrow, if you make such a noise that people can't sleep, my mother will chop you up with a knife..."

It wasn't until I got to the door of the room at the end of the second floor that the swearing downstairs sounded a little quieter.

It may also be that the woman was tired of cursing and stopped.

I breathed a sigh of relief again, unscrewed the old wooden door, and walked into the bedroom like a walking dead amidst a damp and musty smell.

The light was not turned on, and I was so tired that I threw myself on the old wooden bed and closed my eyes heavily.

"Hee hee hee……"

"Oh, don't you hate it..." About 5 minutes after I fell asleep, there was a rush of dragons and tigers next door, and the ambiguous flirting sounds that couldn't be stopped through the wall came into my ears through the wall.

Immediately afterwards, there was the creaking and creaking of the old wooden bed, which kept ringing in the dark night.

Tiredness, headache, and irritability swept up, and the veins on my temples swelled up, and I clenched my fists and pounded hard against the wall.

"Chump what the hell is that? Chui, I don't know if I'm working on something? I can't bear to hear it, so I'll find one myself!"

"Hahaha, as cowardly as he is..."

Before I could make a sound, the silent laughter from across the wall entered my ears.

The creaking sound of the big bed sounded again, as if it was intended to stimulate me deliberately, the panting, groaning and moaning of both the woman and the man became louder, as if they were full of enthusiasm.

As if my heart had been stabbed, I depressedly took out my phone in the cold night, looked at Qiao Jiu's name, the messages I sent to him during the day, as usual, there was no response.

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