Today is Sunday, and Yang Jie has made an appointment with some good friends to fire the pot at home.

In December, the weather, the cold wind, several people have run to the seafood market to sweep the goods, swept a lot of achievements.

Because the roommate of Aru's dormitory was sick, it was originally scheduled to fire the pot in the Aru dormitory, and temporarily replaced it with one of the rental houses called Yang Jie.

Because the house is rented by itself, even if it is eaten at dawn, no one will take care of it.

Several people came downstairs and scrambled to chase, and the last one was to wash the dishes.

At the end of the provision, a few large men sprinted to the fifth floor, except for one figure.

It was Aru, who was the last to arrive in the dormitory, to watch the other siblings lying breathless on the ground, and he could not help but admire his sanity from his heart.

Anyway, the bowl was washed by Aru, absolutely not to mention, and several other dens had cleaned and washed dishes.

Aru was responsible for watching them busy, and when there was a slit left in the door, a dark shadow flashed quickly, and the speed was very fast, and Aru thought he looked away, opened the door to look, and there was no one in the corridor.

Because where Yang Jie lives and opens the door is a corridor, not a closed one.

The door was opened, and a bitter cold wind blew through the whole corridor, making a whimpering sound, and the December dark was early, and after half-past five, the day was almost dark.

The door was open to the left, Aru subconsciously glanced at the corridor to the left, the long corridor, gloomy, Aru saw a faint refraction of a figure on the window at the end of the corridor, and took a closer look at it.

Looking at the eyes for a while, Aru, who is moderately short-sighted, is also a regular meal.

Returning to the house and waiting for the meal, in addition to Aru in the living room, the other three people are busy in the kitchen, busy tinkling, sure enough did not sort out the kitchen do not know how to clean the kitchen heart ah!

Aru went up and closed the kitchen door, and the sound was too loud.

The living room suddenly regained its tranquility, but at this moment, Aru heard the sound next door, knocking on the wall three times, Aru dared to be sure that he would not hear wrong, the sound was from the wall behind himself, knocked more than once, knocked three times in a row, each time was three times, the sound was not small, the voice was not small, the voice was the same as the strength of our usual knocking.

The family is still really strange, unprovoked knocking on the wall, Aru thought back, may also be in the decoration of it, for such a situation Aru is not uncommon.

In his hometown, the house is like this, some building masters cut corners, and some walls or floors will have the sound of empty shells.

Aru knocked back, and the sound of the next wall stopped.

Around the hot pot until more than eleven o'clock, the beer was finished, Aru dragged the three drunk cats to bed, covered the quilt, and ran to clean the kitchen.

When Aru returned to the living room, the room's clock showed that it was 12:12, and he unconsciously cleaned for nearly an hour.

Aru looked at a whole bag of garbage, hesitated, thought that the garbage could not be overnight, he had seen it in the feng shui book, overnight garbage placed at home, the owner of the house's fortune will have a certain harm.

He put on a coat, went to take out the garbage, went out of the door, the cold wind poured into his neck, and the cold straight called people to shiver.

Aru walked quickly to the other side of the corridor, threw the garbage bag into the garbage can, turned around and ran back.

The door was closed at the moment, Aru heard the next door "creak" sound, a strange grunt in his heart, in the middle of the night, so cold, in addition to himself because of the garbage out of the house, is the other side is also three more in the middle of the night to take out the garbage?

Thinking of this, Aru couldn't help but laugh out, and the amazing idea was only thought out by such a wonderful person.

Aru returned to the room with a smile, removed his clothes and went to bed, and just after lying down for a while, there was a knock on the door.

Whether or not Aru would wake his brothers, anyway, a few of them were drunk, Ray was not awake, and he was not afraid of waking them, and the knock on the door came out of the door, and Aru asked loudly, “Who is it?”

There was no response outside the door, just a very rhythmic knock on the door, just like the knocking on the wall he had heard in the living room before, he couldn't help but swallow the mouth, this time his voice became trembling, and asked again, and there was a vicissitudes of the voice outside the door: "Hello, I am next door, my name is king."

Aru did not intend to get out of bed, and continued to ask what was happening in the middle of the night, and the other party told the truth.

They live together, too much trouble, holding their hearts uncomfortable, looking for someone to solve the boredom.

Solving the suffocation is not three more midnight, when is this, although the heart is complaining, but Aru finally got out of bed and opened the door, can not let an old man stay outside the door, such a cold day.

The old man has a 70-year-old age, the body is small, the skin looks dark and dark, he slightly bent over, Aru knows that this situation is too much agricultural work in the field, his grandfather is also long-term dark skin.

The old man's action did not seem very convenient, and Aru hurriedly invited the old man into the house.

Originally a little sleepy Aru also in this time sleepy no, he and the old man sitting on the legs and chatted home, unconsciously chat to the light of day, the old man proposed to go back, otherwise the family will worry.

"Thank you, young man, I haven't had such a good conversation with people in a long time."When the old man was leaving, he said a word that Aru could not hold on, and he did not find that time had passed so quickly.

He returned to the room to make up for it, and Mengli Aru could go to the old king next door, and now an old bridge head wanted to wave his hand, similar to doing something else, and Aru also waved back at him, and saw the old man walking to the other side of the bridge and disappeared.

When he woke up, Aru actually found himself in the hospital, and several other dens saw that their eyes were even happier than the six-colored lottery.

Yang Jie did not care about the domineering image of his own decent man, and hugged Aru crying himself.

The other two faces were disdainful.

It turned out that Yang Jie thought that Aru had eaten the wrong thing in his own home, causing him to faint at the door and stay awake all the time.

Yang Jie was afraid, maybe a fresh life suddenly disappeared, he was the first murderer because of eating hot pot, killing people by mistake.

People from the hospital to discharge only a noon time, Aru has not known why, he will be sent to the hospital, only to know that he seems to have a long dream.

When he came to Yang Jie's rental again, he saw that the place where Yang Jie lived was the last room.

Was he talking to someone last night?