my roommate is not human

The land in the countryside is not as precious as in the city.

There is a large vegetable garden in front of and behind the house, with grape trellises and a circle of fruit trees planted.

Grandpa and grandma are hardworking people, they get up to work before dawn every day, and the yard is neatly tidied up.There was not a single piece of dirt or a thorn of thatch in the vegetable field.

Every summer vacation, Xia Yu would beg his mother to take him to live with his grandparents in the countryside for a while.

There is his paradise, his paradise.

In the farmyard in midsummer, grapes are crawling all over the racks, and the flowers planted by grandma are full of flowers beside them: cockscomb, broom eyebrow, string red, backgammon, evening primrose... colorful, light yellow, pink and white, really beautiful.

Shaguo is naturally still young, and one bite can make your teeth sour, but there are slices of strawberries under the tree, and you can pick a small pot every morning.

As for the bright red tomatoes, green cucumbers, deep purple eggplants, plump beans...all of them are his favorites.

Regardless of the appearance or the taste, they are absolutely incomparable to those vegetables wrapped in plastic wrap in the supermarket.

Children in the city live in reinforced concrete boxes.

They won't know how sweet the freshly picked strawberries are covered with dew, and they won't know that cucumbers, pumpkins, beans...all have liar flowers.

Lie flowers can't bear fruit and grow freely, just consuming nutrients in vain.

Grandma will pick them off, put some soybean oil, add finely chopped shallots, sprinkle pepper, monosodium glutamate and other seasonings, and then mix them with homemade farm sauce, fry them, and make a dish.

Light and light, very refreshing and delicious.

The children in those cities don't know that after the rain, mushrooms will pop up out of thin air overnight, like small umbrellas.

When you bring it home, you should blanch it right away, otherwise you will get worms.

Not to mention, there are endless butterflies, dragonflies, grasshoppers...

It was an accident that cast a heavy haze on the beautiful memories of childhood.

Like many farmers' families, Grandpa's house also has a side building—the so-called warehouse, which is used to store sundries that are reluctant to discard or that are occasionally needed.

Xia Yu once found in it the balls that his mother played with when she was a child (the air has leaked), rag dolls (with half of an arm missing), dirty and torn picture books, cigarette pots used by grandpa, and embroidered baskets by grandma...

For children, rummaging through the debris pile is no different from rummaging through Ali Baba's cave. It is a happy treasure hunt.

I can't remember whether it was the summer vacation when he was seven or eight, and he came to his grandfather's house again.

Grandpa and grandma went to the field to do farm work, and he played alone in the yard for a while, and then went to the warehouse to "hunt for treasure" with great interest according to the old habit.

Pushing open the creaking wooden door, the sunlight shone in from the open door, as if diluted by the darkness inside, it weakened a lot.

Whether it is the walls or the furnishings inside, they are all gray and a little blurry.

This warehouse is not big, and it is full of piles inside, but it is neatly put together, and it looks messy but not messy.

There are a few wooden boxes stacked on the left, and a row of shelves for storing things on the right. Food, dried vegetables, sickles, hoes, etc. are all placed on the shelves by category.

Facing the door is the place where old things are piled up: tables and chairs as big as missing arms and legs, as small as the faded silk used by mother to tie her hair, they are all placed there—like many thrifty country people Similarly, grandparents are reluctant to throw away anything.

It is their deep-rooted habit to keep spares, even if they never have a chance to use them again in their lifetime.

Because the house is very old and the walls are very thin, frost hangs in winter and rain leaks in summer.Therefore, all things are not placed next to the wall, leaving a small distance.

What Xia Yu is most interested in is the pile of old things.He can always find what he is interested in among them, and then play for half a day.

So, he walked over directly.

He lowered his head and rummaged through a pile of sundries, and suddenly smelled a smell—in fact, he smelled it when he came in.

The old house with all kinds of sundries always has an uncomfortable smell, but he didn't pay attention to it at the time.

Now, after smelling it for a long time, the smell gradually made him feel something was wrong.

It was a foul, foul, foul-smelling smell.

Like, like cats, mice, or other living things, * are being gradually decomposed by time, air, humidity, temperature, etc., and emitted.In addition, there are some other flavors mixed in, what is it?Xia Yu couldn't tell the difference.

He opened his eyes curiously and sniffed vigorously, looking for the source of the smell.

He decided to find it, just take a look at it, and after satisfying his curiosity, he ran to tell his grandparents to throw away the body.

He didn't like the smell of rot.

Searching here and there, Xia Yu soon discovered that the smell came from behind the wooden box on the left.

Those wooden boxes were said to be grandma's dowry, and they were stacked higher than adults.

Of course Xia Yu couldn't move it, and he couldn't see what was going on behind him even if he tiptoed.

He groped around again, dragged an old Eight Immortals table over with great difficulty, and put another chair on it.

The Eight Immortals table is alright, but the chair is a very old rattan chair.Not to mention stepping on the feet, they creaked and twisted as soon as they were touched, as if they were about to fall apart at any time.

However, nothing more suitable could be found.

Xia Yu tremblingly supported the wooden box and climbed onto the chair with difficulty.

Clinging to the edge of the wooden box with both hands, and the height of the table and chairs, his line of sight just exceeded the wooden box in front of him, and he could barely see the situation behind.

The light in the warehouse was dim, and the darkness between the box and the wall was even more frighteningly dark.

Xia Yu stretched his neck and blinked his eyes vigorously.

After he saw clearly what was behind the box, his body trembled violently uncontrollably.

The chair under his feet shook a few times, tilted suddenly, and he, together with him, fell directly to the ground.

He fell very hard this time, and his left ankle hit the corner of the Eight Immortals table hard. It should have been very painful, but he was so scared at the time, he didn't feel the pain at all, he just instinctively and hysterically let out A series of ear-piercing screams: "Ahhh!"

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After that accident, Xia Yu became seriously ill.

When his parents got the news, they rushed from the city to take him home.

After recovering from the illness, for more than half a year, Xia Yu had nightmares almost every night, dreaming about the "thing" he saw.

Until Jinpeng's family moved to his next door.

Later, Jin Peng became his friend, knew his troubles, moved into his room, and then moved to his bed, and slept with him, so he gradually got rid of the nightmare.

Almost ten years have passed, and since that accident, Xia Yu has never been to his grandparents' house again.

Two years ago, my grandfather died of cancer.

The mother coaxed him first, then threatened him, and she was so angry that she was going to beat him, but she couldn't take him back.

It's not that he doesn't want to say goodbye to his grandpa, and it's not that he doesn't miss his grandma, but he can't resist the fear in his heart.

He didn't expect to smell that smell again today, a smell that frightened him.

Looking at the woman's head half embedded in the ceiling, Xia Yu could fully imagine what he would see if she got out.

Covering his mouth, Xia Yu trembled involuntarily, just like in the barn of his grandfather's house many years ago, staggering on his feet, almost unable to stand steadily.

In the dim yellow halo of the flashlight, the woman's head twisted and twisted vigorously, as if it was going to come out of the ceiling.

Xia Yu trembled even more.

"Brother Yu, what did you see?" Jiang Kairui asked half worried and half surprised.

Xia Yu just stared at the head stubbornly, with trembling lips, unable to utter a word.

The woman kept struggling and twisting, and finally freed her whole head from the restraint of the ceiling.She slowly turned her neck at an angle beyond human mechanics, and then slowly raised her head.

With this movement, her seaweed hair slid to the sides, revealing her face.

What kind of face is that?

There are no whites, black eyes, like two unfathomable black holes.

The shiny black face was distorted and crooked, covered with criss-cross scars.Like a smashed vase, but barely glued together, covered with criss-crossing black and red cracks-it's like a spider's web.

One after another, small gray and white bugs crawled out of the cracks, and rolled down to the floor.

The nightmare from many years ago was repeated before his eyes again, Xia Yu could no longer control the fear in his heart, his knees gave way, and he fell directly to the ground.

Ye Xi, Yu Yun, and Jiang Kairui were completely dumbfounded. They didn't understand what happened to Xia Yu, what was he afraid of, and they could scare him like this.

Ye Xi even forgot to be angry.

After hesitating for a while, Jiang Kairui approached Xia Yu and carefully tugged at his sleeve: "Brother Yu, what are you afraid of?"

Xia Yu raised his finger and pointed tremblingly at the ceiling above his head.

"There's nothing on it." Jiang Kairui was confused.

Why can't they see it?Obviously I saw it, like ten years ago.

The woman's head was hanging there, and small gray-white bugs were still crawling out of the cracks in her face one by one.

Xia Yu couldn't figure it out.

Seeing his wide-open eyes and frightened expression, Jiang Kairui was very worried.

He really hoped that he could see something to comfort Xia Yu, so he could only say gently: "There is really nothing, if you don't believe it, ask Ye Xi and Brother Yun."

Xia Yu was so frightened that Yu Yun and Ye Xi didn't bother to argue with him, so they quickly agreed with Jiang Kairui and nodded together: "Well, nothing."

Xia Yu's face was pale, he clenched his hands into fists, and sat motionless for a while, then he gritted his teeth suddenly, clenched his hands into fists, and beat the floor hard several times.

The sound of bang bang echoed empty and dull in the quiet dance classroom, which was indescribably eerie.