i want to win

Yan Zihua looked at his hands, because the fear had not completely disappeared, and his hands were still trembling slightly.

He immediately opened the door and closed it. He looked at the small but messy rental house, as if he had returned to a place that was absolutely safe. He turned on the old air conditioner like a reflex, took off his cheap suit jacket, and threw the jacket casually on the Lie down on the bed and close your eyes to rest.

The soft sofa made Yan Zihua's vigilance relax, and he slowly fell asleep.

The almost forgotten past suddenly appeared in the dream.

That was before he went to Guangxi.

He stood on the weeds wet by the light rain and saw his grandpa's tombstone. At that time, he was holding two bouquets of white chrysanthemums and a box of white rice cakes, standing in front of his grandpa's tombstone.

He gently placed a bouquet of chrysanthemums still stained with water in front of the tombstone, offered rice cakes, lit three sticks of incense and put them in the incense burner.

He remembered that he had just graduated from university, and even though he worked hard, his resume was like nothing.

He spoke to his grandpa's quiet tombstone: "Grandpa, don't worry. I'm out of college and I'm not the little kid I used to be looking after."

However, there is no such thing as an absolute path.Yan Zihua thought of his classmates telling him that there is a good job in Guangxi that includes food and housing. Even a person like him who graduated from a third-rate university can have a salary of 5000 yuan.

He smiled and continued: "I also found a good job in Guangxi. Maybe it will be a long time before I come back to see you."

Another bouquet of flowers is for the tomb next door. The tombstone is covered with moss, and no one goes to worship it every Qingming Festival.It's miserable to look alone. When he was young, before the moss climbed up the tombstone, Yan Zihua had seen the photos pasted on the tombstone.

It was a very handsome young man, even in the black and white photo pasted on the tombstone, the black and white photo fixed him at the moment of smiling, even the pale color of the photo could not erase his color, It's as if the next second he will return to this richly colored world and show his colors.

When he was young, he was ignorant. When he went to worship his grandfather, he once pulled his mother's sleeve and said to his mother: "Mom, that brother looks really good-looking."

His mother also saw the photo on the tombstone following the direction Yan Zihua's finger was pointing at, and she also said, "This young man is very good-looking." Then his mother realized in the next second, facing Yan Zihua said seriously: "Don't point your fingers randomly, what if you hit something bad, what should you do?"

Hearing his mother's words of admonishment, he glanced at the tomb next to him in fear, and then he really saw that handsome little brother leaning on his own tombstone, looking at it with a gentle smile. with him.

The good-looking little brother said to him in a nice voice: "I'm so good-looking, would you like to play with me?"

As a child, he nodded gently as if he had been bewitched.The little brother disappeared, making Yan Zihua almost think it was just an illusion.

When Yan Zihua was a child, after paying homage to his grandfather, he became delirious and had a continuous fever. In the end, a psychic expert was found somewhere to save Yan Zihua's life.

The memory ended abruptly, and he placed another bouquet of white chrysanthemums in front of another tombstone.Then he left, by the way, he remembered that the name on the tombstone said...

At this time, the sound of dripping water suddenly came from my ears.It's as if you are standing in front of the faucet, listening to the water gradually overflowing from the faucet that is not closed tightly, and then the water "tick tock" echoes in the whole quiet bathroom.

Yan Zihua was woken up, and he got up with the pain of his head exploding. He stood barefoot on the tiled floor, and the cold temperature on the tiles made him shiver.

"Strange, why is it so cold?" Yan Zihua whispered, wanting to increase the temperature of the air conditioner.He put on his slippers and went into the bathroom to take a good shower.

Drops of water were hanging on the cold water faucet, Yan Zihua closed the faucet tightly to make sure it would not leak again, and then he turned on the water heater.

The gas-fired water heater made a "beep, beep, beep" sound of battery ignition, and soon there was a "clang", a blue flame burst out of the water heater, hot water at a suitable temperature sprayed out from the shower, and soon The bathroom was filled with white steam.

When he got dressed and was about to open the bathroom door, he found that the door couldn't be opened.

Yan Zihua didn't pay much attention at first, he rudely pulled down the doorknob of the bathroom desperately, the door lock could not be opened and the sound of "click, click" made Yan Zihua's heart sink gradually.

While he was struggling with the door lock, there was a sudden sound of dripping water in this space.

"Tick...tick..."

He remembered that he had obviously turned off the tap.

"Tick tock...tick tock..." The sound of dripping water was still full of rhythm, and it didn't speed up or slow down because of Yan Zihua's mood.

Yan Zihua didn't dare to look back, but his subordinates acted more rudely, as if they wanted to break the lock of the bathroom door, allowing him to escape from this suffocating secret room.

The faucet behind him no longer made the monotonous and boring sound of "tick-tick-tick", but the sound of water flowing to the ground.

Yan Zihua felt that the water was gradually overflowing the washbasin and fell to the ground with a "rustle" sound. He closed his eyes and continued to pull the doorknob down in vain.

Yan Zihua's feet touched by the unique coldness of the water, Yan Zihua finally couldn't bear it, and glanced at his feet.It was just this glance that Yan Zihua couldn't bear anymore.He saw his feet in the sticky, stinky blood, and he told his brain to calm down now.

However, in the next moment, his brain was out of control, and he slammed into the door of the bathroom with his weak body!