my neighbors

Around 05:30, I happened to go downstairs at that time.But you said at night... I didn't hear it. "

No way... I was secretly startled: Only played once?once?Was it the time I went to borrow the Band-Aid?What about the next two times?I thought of the dead silence last night, let alone the fifth floor, the voice could probably be heard in the whole apartment building, Si Mu would never be bored to lie to me about this kind of thing, and I shouldn't be hallucinating.But how to explain this?

I thought of the blood stains on the knife, and the time when Zhou Huai played the CD recently, it was so abnormal... Maybe too many things have gone off track!

Cooking Expert ([-])

Thanks to this incident, I was fortunate enough to see Si Mu not sleeping during the day for the first time, holding a brick-thick medical book and reading it all morning.

My posture has changed more than a dozen times, and I finally couldn't bear the loneliness and twitched the corners of my mouth, saying: "...Speaking of which, Si Mu, you should be a liberal arts student, right? Why are there so many medical books? Si Mu turned a page of the book in his hand without raising his eyes: "I am a science student. Due to my physical condition, I was specially approved to study at home. I got the admission letter from University A when I was 13. Graduated from university. Now I occasionally go to the hospital to watch the night shift, but not with Mrs. Hu.”

Shock is not enough to describe my expression and mood now, 13 years old!medicine!There is no doubt that this boy who is one year younger than me is an out-and-out genius.I have been speculating about Si Mu's various things, maybe he is a bad boy who skips class every day, or a young man with a baby face... But I didn't expect it to be like this.

"What about you?" Si Mu put down the book unconsciously, his tone was so indifferent that he didn't seem to be asking, his eyes were so deep that I was a little afraid to look at them. "Ah?...Me?" I came to my senses and quickly replied, "I major in financial management..." I was just an ordinary person.At this moment, I felt a little inexplicably inferior, as if I couldn't stand beside Si Mu.

What I didn't expect was that Simu asked me curiously, "What do you learn about financial management?"

I explained about my graduation status, and then briefly talked about what I had previewed. Si Mu leaned on the back of the chair, and said leisurely: "So it's like this...it's very interesting, I've never heard of it before." Pass."

I was stunned: "Why? This is very common..."

Si Mu opened the book, with a touch of helplessness in his tone: "My father has discovered my unique talent since I was a child, and then I have been studying non-stop. What's the use of me like this? Later, when I was 16 years old My father passed away, and I started to learn bit by bit, how to wash clothes and how to cook, maybe I was alive from then on.”

"Sorry..." I didn't know it might be a vague new injury that would poke him.He stopped talking to me, and I turned on the radio silently, listening to the people on the channel talk about books.Finally, I was so bored that I fell asleep lying on the table. I marveled at how boring Si Mu's life was, and I felt a little distressed in addition to being surprised, how this person lived.

In successive dreams, I seem to see something special, which keeps spinning in my mind. This thing is very important, and I think it is incomparably important.But when I woke up, I completely forgot about that dream. There was an inexplicable sense of emptiness in my heart, and an unforgettable pain. I always felt that something was missing.

"There's no food in the refrigerator, I have to go down and buy." Si Mu's voice of opening and closing the refrigerator.I looked at the time in a daze, and it was 04:30 in the afternoon. It took me a long time to suppress the anger in my chest caused by getting up, and stood up with difficulty.Only then did I realize that Si Mu had found a piece of clothing to cover me, and I couldn't help being a little moved.

When we went out and came back, I paid special attention to the movement of 405.Although the door was closed tightly, I still noticed Zhou Huai's strangeness. He still didn't play the CD. The fourth floor had never been so quiet, like a pool of stagnant water.Yes, it is a pool of stagnant water. This seems to be the second time I have used this word to describe this place today.

The fourth floor I am familiar with, the scenery and people I am familiar with are filled with a strange sense of discord at this moment.I strongly hoped which door could be opened to ease the atmosphere at this time, but this wish was not fulfilled, and the fourth floor was shrouded in a strange balance.

At seven o'clock in the evening, Si Mu was extremely reluctantly driven to the kitchen by me to cook and cook. I nestled on the sofa and watched the news broadcast.The choking oily fumes in the room almost made it hard for me to open my eyes. After holding on for a while, I threw away my armor, covered my mouth and nose and rushed into the kitchen, intending to open the window to breathe in. No matter how cold I would admit it.

Si Mu is wearing an apron, the one I bought, the color is a bit flowery, it looks funny on him, the oil fumes don't seem to have any effect on him at all, his expression is stern, as if he is thinking about something, but he seems to have nothing at all Think, just in a daze.

I managed to open the small window in the kitchen, and a cold current rushed in. The blue flame on the stove jumped twice and was almost extinguished, but the oily smoke was finally blown away by the cold wind.

I took a few deep breaths and tightened my neck again from the cold.Seeing Si Mu continue to look blankly, I couldn't help but say, "Don't think about it, we will solve Zhou Huai's matter sooner or later."

Si Mu raised his eyes and looked at me for a long time with his eyes that could not be penetrated, before he answered a completely irrelevant sentence: "Lin Feng, are you afraid of going to sleep, or are you afraid of waking up?" In response, there was a long sound of "嗤——".

Accompanied by a sense of tension, I sneered and said, "Then... it depends on whether I have nightmares or not." In fact, maybe I am more afraid of waking up, because I have the urge to wake up, but unfortunately this ridicule just got stuck in my throat and I couldn't say it.

Si Mu lowered his eyes, and then the atmosphere between us became stiff, and the ice never broke again.

I don't know what he means, and I don't even know what I mean, so I don't want to think about it, and I don't want to touch it, as long as the status quo is enough.

After dinner, I continued to watch TV, and after Si Mu finished washing the dishes, I continued to read, so I dawdled absent-mindedly until bedtime.I turned off the TV, sighed helplessly, and I was the first to break the deadlock: "Uh... Si Mu, do you take a shower?" The latter closed the book, Shi Shiran stood up: "Let's take a shower together, it's not safe to be alone. "

My scalp was numb for a while, and the base of my ear was a little hot at the time, and I waved my hands while backing away: "This is not very good... After all, I..." The words were full of guilt, and I don't know why.

Si Mu probably saw through the embarrassment in my expression, so he didn't insist anymore: "Well, you wash first, I'll watch outside the door." I breathed a sigh of relief, and went to prepare the toiletries as if fleeing.In fact, I don't know what Si Mu is going to do. No matter how powerful Zhou Huai is, he can't get through the iron gate of my house.

The moment my skin touched the hot water, my nerves, which had been tense for a day, finally relaxed, and a burst of extremely intense tiredness hit me quickly, almost crushing me in one fell swoop.

"Lin Feng, are you alright?" Si Mu knocked on the door, probably thinking that I hadn't spoken for too long, he asked a little worried.I forcefully propped up my eyelids that were about to close, and responded with a "huh".

Just when I was drowsy, the keyhole of my house suddenly squeaked, and the sound was extremely ear-piercing, which immediately drove most of my drowsiness away.

The iron door was pushed open with a creak. I stood in the water and asked softly, "Si Mu? What happened?" But there was no answer. Except for the sound of the iron door and the keyhole, there was no other sound. .

"Ice cellar——Zhou Huai's house is like an ice cellar—" the voice buzzed in my head.

Oh no!My whole body froze, and the hot water just hit my body, which was as bitingly cold as ice.If, if this is the case——

"Hot pot...hot pot...eating hot pot in the ice cellar...?"

Cooking Expert ([-])

I turned off the shower head for the shower, and my whole body was suddenly wrapped in cold and silence.I have never felt that my heart was so depressed. I was so depressed that my hands were shaking violently, and I was so trembling that I couldn't breathe.

The bathroom door was finally opened by me.The white air suddenly swelled, but it was still clear that there was no one outside the door.Si Mu, who was still talking to me a minute ago, disappeared.I felt unprecedented fear, almost knocking me out. In the previous incidents, Si Mu was by my side as always, but he had never encountered such a situation.

I was helpless all of a sudden, the cold outside the door brought me back to my senses, I hurriedly put on my clothes and pants as quickly as possible, only to feel the temperature warming up slightly.I always feel that something dirty is moving in the dark corridors and living room, luring me into the abyss of eternal doom.At this time, even a little sound or movement can break my fear, but unfortunately there is no, nothing, nothing.

Just when I was hesitating whether I should go out and have a look, a melodious singing suddenly came from the door. It was still the song "Yesterday Reappeared", but it seemed a little sweeter than ever, like a beautiful trap , waiting for the prey to throw itself into the net.

My steps moved involuntarily, towards the door, as if my body did not belong to me, because there was nothing under my control except my thoughts.The bewitching and beautiful voice seems to have a different kind of magic to me, and I seem to have a different kind of desire for it. I desperately want to get close to the source of the sound, and I want it for no reason.

The wooden door of my house was opened, and the iron door was also concealed.