my transparent roommate

[-]. Mysterious little girl

Twilight fell.Fang Bisheng got off the car according to the address on the rental advertisement, and found this "Qi Shui Community".

Judging from the oldness and style of the houses, this is an old community built in the [-]s.

Fang Bisheng took a rental advertisement missing a corner, and turned around to find Building No. 7 on the advertisement.After he got in the car, he noticed that the phone number had been torn off when the advertisement was torn up, and he couldn't contact the landlord, so he just came to have a look.

Where is Building No. 7?The layout of the buildings in this neighborhood is really messy.

He went round and round.It was getting darker and darker.He felt that the road in front of him seemed to have just passed by, and he couldn't help laughing: "Can you get lost in such a community?"

Suddenly there was a flapping of wings, and the yellow parrot landed on his drawing board.He was very surprised: "It's that parrot!... Hey, did you fly over with the car?"

The parrot simply jumped on his matted hair, as if his head was a nest.

This bird is very interesting, not afraid of life at all! "Ha... Are you homeless too? Haha, although I am homeless myself, at least I can provide you with my head as a shelter."

The parrot suddenly said: "Have you finished your homework?" It seems that it really can only say this sentence.He was bored, so he bickered with it: "I told you, I don't have homework..."

[Note: Whenever the parrot says this, a little girl will appear]

A small figure suddenly appeared in front of her, a nine-year-old girl in a school uniform with a backpack on her back.It must be a resident here, just asking for directions.He shouted: "Little sister, wait a minute."

The girl stopped far away.Looking back at him, his expression was a little dazed, a little strange.

Bisheng approached friendlyly: "Do you know where Building No. 7 is?"

The girl turned around and ran away in fear, and disappeared at the door of the unit of a building not far away.

Bisheng was surprised, and looked at himself: "I seem to have frightened her... Do I look scary? Really..."

With a bird on his head, he approached the building where the girl disappeared, and found that it was building No. 7 that he was looking for. The building number was written on the side of the building wall, blocked by messy wires.

He laughed self-deprecatingly: "So it's here, I haven't seen it after walking several times."

Bisheng said to himself: "Building 7, Room 101, Unit [-]. This is here." Walking in, the dim corridor, the voice-activated lights turned on, and the lights were pale.

The wires outside the wall were shaken by the wind, revealing the complete building number.This is actually Building No. 7, and the "[-]" is a little faded, and it is blocked by electric wires, making it even more difficult to see clearly.

102 for the left hand and 101 for the right hand.

Bisheng stood at the door of 101, looking at the old-fashioned dark green iron grille security door.Confusedly, he said to himself: "There is no phone number of the landlord posted here, what should I do?"

The door suddenly opened from the inside, and a bald and fat man walked out.

Bi Sheng was overjoyed.The uncle said to himself with an unhappy expression: "Really, I just rented it out for a few days, and returned it again..."

Looking up and seeing Bisheng, he asked, "Who are you looking for?"

Bisheng: "Excuse me, is this house for rent?"

The uncle was overjoyed: "Yes, yes! The house happened to be vacant, and I just cleaned it."

Bisheng: "How much is the rent?"

Grandpa: "The price is negotiable! Please come in and have a look!"

Bisheng went into the house, and before entering the door, the parrot left his head and flew upstairs along the corridor.He took a look: "Hey, parrot..." The parrot disappeared. "Hey, forget it, it's probably going home, don't worry about it."

Although the house is not big, it is unexpectedly clean and tidy. Compared with the rent offered by the uncle, it is worth the money, and the rental agreement was quickly reached.

The landlady left with a few banknotes, looking very happy.Bisheng Xizizi stood at the door to see them off, thinking: "Although the terrain here is remote, the rent price is much lower than I imagined.

Before closing the door, I suddenly saw a red string tied to the door handle of 102 opposite.Bisheng's puzzled monologue: "What is that? Why is there a red string tied to the door?"

[-]. Things start to get weird

One bedroom, one bedroom, one bathroom, one kitchen.There is also a locked door that contains a small storage room.The furniture in the house is simple.

Fang Bisheng put out his things.He is a freelance photographer by profession, and his most valuable thing is his camera.There is also a ship model-the assembled model that I liked when I was a teenager.

When I was packing my things, I noticed the small locked door, opened it a crack and looked, there were some sundries like cardboard boxes piled inside.He said to himself: "Probably some of the landlord's things are locked inside." He didn't care about it.

"The next thing is to rely on receiving orders to support for a period of time."

Tired of running around all day, I climbed into bed early and fell asleep soon.The dream is not restless.

Sporadic image fragments generally flashed.Apocalypse on the girl's terrified tearful face.

Her girl seemed to be locked in a basement, curled up on the ground.Bisheng walked over to save her, but his legs were too heavy to move.The scene quickly darkened and disappeared like falling into a whirlpool.

In the morning, when Bisheng woke up, he felt his head was heavy and his body was tired.I have forgotten the dream of last night.

Suddenly, the desk lamp was on.Confused, he said to himself: "Hey, did you forget to turn off the light when you went to bed last night?"

He got up and walked to the table, his eyes fell on the table, and he was stunned.

There is a picture on the table.

"What is this and where did it come from?" He picked up the painting.

The drawing on the paper seemed to be a scene of a dark basement, piled with sundries, and a door with iron bars.Everything is looking up.The brush strokes are rushed and chaotic, and they are randomly smeared with lines in black and red tones.

"Didn't I draw this?" He murmured in confusion.

From that day on, every morning when I wake up, there will be an extra painting on the table that I don’t know where.

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