Sometimes I really feel that it is not easy to live. Every day I have to force myself to believe what I didn’t believe. I used to think that I was a faithful atheist, but I finally gave up until…
That was last year, when I was still in my senior year. The senior year is really a disturbing time. Everyone is taking advantage of the last days of his school days to have fun and go back to things he hasn’t done before. The passengers outside the ivory tower may be surprised by the unknown here. All the residents in the tower are like citizens in the paradise. Everyone sings the song “Time will never come again”, following the paradise of Adam and Eve The journey is drunk with dreams and death.
Compared with my group of classmates, I think I am a little bit different. I don’t think my school days will end easily. I have my own dream. And the non-my people in my bedroom are singing and dancing in the small bedroom every night. I couldn’t bear it anymore. I found a friend from other colleges. I borrowed a small room in a residential area outside the school. Fortunately, the rent was not very expensive. The landlord seemed anxious to lend the house without paying much for the rent.
I feel very satisfied, but my roommate does not: “Look at this bad location, I can’t lose him for this price.”
I think I’m right, my school was originally in the junction of urban and rural areas, and then it is a large wasteland, and it takes another ten kilometers to reach the suburban towns. There are few small residential areas scattered around the school, and the number of residents is not very large. There are not many people during the day, and at night it is rare to see pedestrians. Let’s talk about our small room again. Our pile is the one on the edge of this residential area. Looking out the window is a large area of wood, and down is a large area of wasteland. Our room is more than ten square meters square, not very big, but it is enough for me. In addition, the people who live together are internships to work every day. They will not come back until midnight or even in the early morning. It is me who enjoys the cleanliness in the room alone.
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The first month of my stay was very calm and quiet. I also enjoyed the cleanliness of my own. The learning efficiency was particularly high. I felt that my dream was within my reach. local. So I often study hard late at night.
The landlord will come and see after a while, and the east will look at the west. He smiles and asks if we still live. That smile made me uncomfortable. I always felt that he had concealed something from us. It was to see if we had an accident. Every time I come, I leave after a while, and I don’t say anything else, and we don’t care much.
On the third day of the second month of our stay, strange things happened.
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It was exactly 11 o’clock at the time. It was cold outside, and the night’s wind was also evil. It was much bigger than before, and the window was always blown “side”. I put down the book and stood up, walked to close the window. onThe moment I closed the window, the light on the ceiling suddenly flashed and then shook up constantly. I didn’t care, I thought it was blowing in the wind. I moved the chair, stood on it, raised my hand and held the lamp. The lights are not shaking, but the brightness is reduced, just like the lights in the k room have been adjusted by the guests. The light suddenly became dim, and it was very well connected with the darkness outside the window.
I don’t care so much anymore. What I care about is that my task today has not been completed. Since the brightness is still acceptable to me, just leave it alone. I moved back to my chair and continued to do my exercises.
Suddenly, something lightly tapped behind my head. I turned my head, all I saw was the dimness behind me, Xu is a worm, I think. I continue to do my problem.
After a while, it’s again. The difference is that this time heavier, I can clearly feel the sound of the impact. I cursed the damn bug and still do my question.
I thought that after the insect had hit the wall a few times, it was time for Zhiqu to fly away. But immediately, my head was knocked again. I turned my head sharply, it was still dark, and there was nothing else. I stopped the pen and listened quietly to the sound in the room. I could vaguely hear the wood crunching, but there was no source to follow.
It may be too tired, I patted my head.
At this moment, the door of the room opened slowly, followed by a bang. I was shocked and waited for a look, oh, it turned out to be my roommate with a brand new Kodak camera in his hand, “Haha, I know you haven’t slept. I borrowed a camera, I’ll take a picture for you today, and take a good picture of two of our brothers tomorrow.”
I took a long breath, “You! Frightened me, I never did. Serious.”