The most troublesome thing about going to school out of town is the housing problem, the high school dormitory is not bad, but it does seem a bit expensive, so I had to go out and look for a house to live in, and after circling around a few alleys, it was almost full, and there seemed to be a lot of students like me. But finally I found a small two-story building. The landlord said he was a young man 10 years older than me, and from the looks of it he was very thin, didn't seem to be in very good health, and didn't have a job, and had lived here for a long time.
I live on the second floor. There are two small rooms on the same floor. The landlord says they are storage rooms. No one lives there. I live in the room near the stairs. The room is not messy. Not much stuff either. Closet, table and bed, landscape painting on the wall, small toilet. Actually I don't think the room is very big. I think the landlord could have built the toilet in the hallway. Why cram it into this small room? It's not very comfortable. What's more strange is that there is a mirror split in the middle in the toilet. I don't know what the landlord is trying to do, but I can't help it. It's cheap and quiet here, I guess. I packed my bags and stayed.
However, I was wrong, 8:00 pm, I went home for night study, the senior class is not as heavy as the senior class, so I studied until 10:00 pm ready to go to bed, but I just got into bed, actually slowly making strange noises, the sound is like digging a bottle of wine, a sound that pierces the ear. I remember the landlord said that the remaining two rooms are empty, not taken out from there, there should not be any factories in this neighborhood, from where it is taken out na. I covered my ears, the sound was the only thing in my ears, but I slept slowly and the sound faded.
I found the landlord the next day. I wanted to ask you why you were making strange noises. You know very well that I'm a student and still need to get some rest. The factory also told me when I was staying. But the landlord ignored me and walked away with a sneer. It's strange that there are such people in the world. I can't even read if it rings every day. It looks like I'll have to find another home after all. I can only live here for now.
It's night again, I came back a little late today, I came back to see that it was already 9 o'clock, put down my school bag to wash my face first, after washing my face, I realized that the mirror seems to be broken again, I remembered that it broke a few times yesterday, and now the cracks are even denser, ripping my face into cobwebs I would like to add the black frames to get out of here earlier.
It's 11 o'clock again, it's time for me to go to bed, I have to cover my ears today, I don't know if there's any sound today, I lie down on my bed and close my eyes, that wonderful feeling from yesterday comes back, I start to drift off, gradually I fall asleep, there's someone in a black nightgown in my dream, it's a woman, it's surrounded by grey color, and it's back looks young like a girl in her early twenties, I didn't see her face, but I saw her hand. The hand was black, a very old hand, and it held a flea full of rust that faded ...... away.
I woke up. The room was a little cloudy because of the light from the lamp. My back is soaked and I don't know when the sound came from. Tonight's sound was louder than yesterday's, and I was struck with a headache that killed me. I feel like my whole body is shaking. Just then the sound suddenly got louder. This time it was heard. The sound was in the toilet, the mirror broke, the sound disappeared, l was scared, l regretted why l lived here. I didn't know what was going to happen next, but the wooden door of the toilet was opened a little, and in the blurred light of the lamp I could see that something was sticking out of the crack in the toilet door, a hand, black and old, holding a flea .......
The lights suddenly went out.
Who's digging my mirror.
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