The Haunted

The boss had spotted the new guest at this time and asked him enthusiastically what he wanted to eat.

Chi Yan had no choice but to turn his attention from the black car back to the menu hanging above the counter. After wandering his eyes, he chose the simplest beef burger.He thought about it and added another order of fish and chips.

The hamburger can be left to heat up in the microwave at night before eating, so that I can have my own dinner, at least I can postpone the matter of learning to cook until tomorrow.

For the rest of the day, Chi Yan was a little out of his mind, he couldn't help but think of the strange man he met at the hamburger restaurant and the glimpsed hand, and even dreamed about it when he was sleeping at night.

He dreamed that the pale hand was caressing his body little by little, and even the texture of the palm was very clear to the touch, but he couldn't see clearly what was on the middle finger of that hand.He also couldn't see the appearance of the owner of the hand, he only knew that he was so provocative that he was so weak that he even took the initiative to put his arms around the other's neck, sending sweet and seductive kisses one after another, luring that person to kiss him back... and then He heard himself making a voice, calling that person softly...

Chi Yan was sweating profusely, and suddenly woke up from the dream.

In fact, it is not surprising for him to have this kind of dream at his age, and he would not be overly ashamed because of it, but the object of the dream is a man with only one hand exposed, and he is so softly called "husband" "...That's not quite right.

At least for the past 20 years, he has been pure and ascetic, and has never had such a luxurious and depraved romantic dream.

Chi Yan was so frightened that he wanted to call his parents overseas to complain that his son was not filial, and on the third day after he came to the capitalist society, he was about to sacrifice himself to the faceless man of decadent capitalism in his dream...but he was just Just thinking about it, of course it is impossible to put it into action.

Besides, it's four o'clock in the morning, and the domestic time is two o'clock in the middle of the night. If you dare to call home at this time, your mother will probably be frightened to death first, and then beat him up after knowing that there is nothing serious. Even if you can't catch anyone now, you have to remember Settle the bill and wait for him to go back.

Chi Yan sat up, wiped the sweat off his forehead, picked up the empty water glass on the table, opened the door, and went to the kitchen to get water.

When passing by the mirror in front of the door, he looked inside to see what he looked like at this time - his eyes were blurred, with a faint glint of water, and his face was flushed.

"..." Chi Yan closed his eyes fiercely, shook his head again, took the cup and pushed open the door to the kitchen, his feet were still a little weak.He secretly spurned himself, it was just a dream, how could he look like he had been ravaged and loved, it was too disappointing.

Chi Yan poured two large cups of cold water in the kitchen before he calmed down. After putting the cups back in the bedroom, he went to the opposite bathroom.

There are five toilets and five bathrooms on this level, distributed in the middle of the floor.There are two for men, two for women, and one for mixed use. The layout inside is roughly the same.There is no window in the bathroom, and there is a sink and a urinal.After entering, lock the door and it is a completely private space.

Chi Yan turned on the faucet on the sink to wash his hands. By the way, he washed his face soberly. He still remembered his blushing and powerless look in the mirror just now, and he really couldn't bear it.

Clear water gurgled out of the metal faucet and flowed into the pool but could not flow away, but piled up in the pool, as if the sewer pipe was blocked by something.At the same time, liquid began to surge upwards from the drain below the pool, but it was not pure colorless water, but a dark red thin liquid lingering in strands and strands.

Chi Yan didn't pay attention to it at first. In the past, due to rust and other reasons, sometimes the water released by the school would turn red or yellow.

But he soon realized something was wrong—the liquid smelled slightly fishy, ​​like the smell of blood, but it wasn't as viscous as blood. If you insist, it looked like blood diluted with water.

More and more red liquid entangled with each other and gushed out from the bottom up, merging into the clear water in the pool.

Chi Yan didn't dare to stay any longer, he hastily turned off the tap and ran out, returning to his room.He didn't make any noise either. He had just arrived, and he instinctively didn't want to cause trouble.What's more, in the middle of the night, most people are sleeping, and he doesn't know who to report this matter to.

Each room also has a sink for daily grooming, Chi Yan hesitated for a moment, and tried to turn on the faucet of the sink in his own room.

Clear water flows out of it and drains smoothly down the drain at the bottom of the pool.

He let out a sigh of relief, and he couldn't even tell whether the scene he saw just now was real or just a hallucination caused by his dizzy mind from having sex dreams.

The time displayed on the mobile phone is already 04:30 in the morning. Looking out from the window, the sky in the distance has turned pale.The dormitory building is facing the street, and you can see occasional passing vehicles when you stand in front of the window—everything is so peaceful and normal.

Chi Yan threw himself on the bed, turned off the bedside lamp, and closed his eyes.

Sleep until tomorrow morning and you should be fine.

This time, the hand and its owner did not dream again.

The next day was another sunny day with bright sunshine. The hot air gave off the scent of grass and trees. The sun in midsummer was too warm. When going out, I had to apply thick sunscreen, and wear a baseball cap and sunglasses.

The bathroom he went to last night was the closest to his bedroom, diagonally opposite, and it was the one Chi Yan went to most often.When he went back in the morning, he found that the sink had been dredged, and everything was normal, and no one had mentioned this matter.

Chi Yan couldn't tell whether the weird scene he saw last night was his own illusion or just an ordinary sewer blockage accident—maybe it was just some clumsy classmate blocked the sewer with the bloody fresh beef cubes sold in the supermarket Well, although this kind of conjecture is also very uncomfortable.

But some non-hardcover raw beef sold in the supermarket here does have a lot of blood, maybe it is fresher, suitable for them to fry steak?Chi Yan never buys vegetables and cooks in China, so he has no experience in this area, so he can only guess so simply.Jiang Tian also said that the pork in the supermarket here is more fishy than in China, and it seems that it is because the pork is not bled when slaughtered.

Chi Yan didn't spend too much time on these matters, and quickly looked forward to today's itinerary.

Sophis is a planned and designed city. The whole city looks neat and well-regulated, but the area is small and there are relatively few attractions to play.Jiang Tian and Chi Yan made an appointment to have dinner together at noon, and then went to a few art galleries and museums that they were interested in, and then came back at night to teach him how to cook simple meals.

Two people take the bus back and forth. The bus here will not stop at every stop. When you see the bus you want to take, you have to wave in advance. When you get off, you have to press the button to signal the driver in advance. All are available.

Chi Yan sat on the bus and looked at the scenery in the distance through the window. The sky was blue and the sun was so bright that it was dazzling, but he rarely saw people, only the green meadows, the rolling hills, and the low-rise houses of the residents— —Most of them are small one- and two-story houses, and apartment buildings with a height of more than ten floors are basically extinct.The vegetation coverage is very high. On the right side of the road is a large forest, surrounded by a green lake, and every small hill passing by is like a forest park.

Jiang Tian told him that he may encounter kangaroos when he climbs the mountain. If he lowers his body and spreads his hands to approach them from the front, they will most likely not run away, but just stand there and let you touch them until they get annoyed. Quickly hop and run away.

Chi Yan was a little moved when he heard that.

This place is not like a modern city in the 21st century at all, but it is more in line with the imagination of rural idyllic life in literary works.

In the evening, under Jiang Tian's supervision, Chi Yan finally managed to cook his first fried rice with eggs. Now he finally has the capital to feed himself.Jiang Tian made Coca-Cola Chicken Wings, put them on a plate and shared them with him—this was the first time he ate a decent Chinese dish in so many days, Chi Yan was so moved that he almost cried.

Jiang Tian suggested to him: "Coke chicken wings are the easiest dish to cook, and it's not easy to make them too unpalatable. Compared with other meats, chicken wings in supermarkets are also cheaper. You can also try it."

Obviously the name of the dish sounds very difficult.Chi Yan nodded with tears in his eyes.

Because the rooms are close together, Alex and Emily's refrigerator is also located here, so this kitchen is also generally used.

Chi Yan can often see Alex and his friends get together, they are a group of tall, fit and good-looking young people, there are men and women.Chi Yan also saw them go out in groups in the middle of the night, or take wine together to the rooftop above the fifth floor to drink and chat.

According to Jiang Tian, ​​although young people like them are not uncommon, there are also quite a few students who spend time in the laboratory, library, and gymnasium, living and studying very regularly.

"However, classes haven't started yet, and they should devote a lot of energy to studying when classes officially start in two days." Jiang Tian explained.

Emily is often alone, occasionally baking cakes or cookies with her girlfriends.She made pasta today, and Jiang Tian gave her a homemade chicken wing, and as a reward, she also served two small portions of homemade food to Chi Yan and Jiang Tian.Supermarkets often sell various styles of pasta, macaroni, etc. in bags. After you buy it, you can cook it and add some sauce. It is a kind of food that students here often make. For some people, it is often fried and stir-fried. Jiang Tian's cooking can be as magical as magic.

"I used kangaroo meat today." Emily explained, pointing to her sticky pasta.

Chi Yan hadn't eaten kangaroo meat yet, and hadn't noticed that it was sold in the supermarket.However, his Qin and Han history teacher said that in fact, the people in the Qin and Han Dynasties could eat all kinds of animals and plants that could be seen, flying in the sky, running on the ground and swimming in the water.However, after thousands of years of evolution, the climate and environment in inland areas have changed greatly, and the corresponding eating habits have also undergone great changes. Gradually, ingredients such as birds, snakes and insects have withdrawn from the table, and cooking methods have also undergone many adjustments and changes. .However, the climate and environment in the southernmost regions such as Guangdong Province have not changed much for thousands of years, so many food traditions have been preserved, such as eating raw fish, eating snakes, roasting meat, etc. It can be said that Lingnan and Guangdong are actually living fossils of Chinese food traditions .

So as a descendant of China, how could he be afraid of eating kangaroo meat.

Chi Yan put a chopstick into his mouth, then raised his head and politely replied: "Thank you, it's delicious."

He didn't actually taste the taste of kangaroo meat. On the one hand, it was because it was all fine minced meat mixed in the noodles. On the other hand, the taste of the pasta was so strange and terrible.Indescribable sour taste.And Emily just ate her own food for two years, Chi Yan couldn't imagine how they survived, not only did they survive, but they also had to study and take exams... It's really admirable.

It is also possible that there is a fundamental difference in taste structure between him and these Western classmates.

He now feels that the fried rice he made is quite delicious.

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Two days later, the school officially started classes, and Chi Yan gradually got used to the life here.

The kitchen is a good social environment. While cooking, he gradually became acquainted with the neighbors on the fourth floor.His cooking skills have also improved, at least he can fry shredded potatoes now.

It was Friday, Alex was cooking steak, Chi Yan was shredding potatoes, and the two chatted about school matters by the way.

"My steak is ready, would you like to try it?"

"No, thank you." Ever since he tried Emily's pasta, Chi Yan didn't dare to try the cooking of these neighbors lightly. Besides, Alex loves the steak that is almost whole raw. Challenging.

It seems to be embarrassing to the ancestors of the Qin and Han Dynasties.

Chi Yan was thinking about it alone, and accidentally cut his index finger.

The knife was very sharp, even though it only made a small cut, bright red blood gushed out instantly.

The faint smell of blood drifted away.