At midnight, the phone received a text message.
“Please don’t open the door for your roommate. I’m sorry.
I was creepy. Three roommates were in the bedroom.
At that time, there was a knock at the door.
One.
The sound was fast and short, and it was dazzled.
“Come on, don’t knock. Roommate A is near the door.
I was about to remind her that she had opened the door.
“Who?”
The moment the door was opened, a cold storm came, but it’s only September.
“No one knocks on the door! Are you sick? “Roommate A scolded and closed the door.
I wanted to warn, but I saw the message on the phone disappear again.
It just seemed like it was just my fault.
Maybe it’s been too many horror novels lately, causing hallucinations.
I comfort myself.
I’m a night cat with my roommate. I don’t sleep till 2:00 in the morning.
They play games, I read novels.
But a recent novel makes it hard for me to sleep.
The rules in the bedroom are weird, and we can only stay in the bedroom every day because of the epidemic.
I sometimes find my bedroom very similar to what it says.
“Don’t open doors for roommates.”
The rule in the novel is “Don’t trust your roommate.”
What happens if you break the law?
I think of what the novels describe as: seven-story blood, starting with rotting hands and feet, and finally being driven out of the bedroom and eaten by “dirty things” in the hallway.
One night, I fell asleep, and I felt like something was going around my bed, and I couldn’t breathe.
I was frozen.
The weather in September is not cool, and I woke up with my roommates.
There’s no early eight today, and it’s still online.
I’m ready to go back to bed, but I can’t sleep.
I’m gonna get out of bed and write homework.
The incandescent light of the jab was on the yellow pages, and suddenly a line appeared:
“The children who don’t listen are the bad ones. I’m sorry.
It’s full of crap. It’s like a knife.
The goosebump spreads over my whole arm and I shake and touch the words.
It just disappeared.
Just like last night’s text.
At 9:30, the roommate continues to rise.
I’ve been watching a roommate, but she doesn’t seem to be responding.
“You’re not feeling well today. I had to ask her clearly.
But she frowns and looks like I’m sick.
My relationship with roommate A wasn’t too good. I had a fight over something last semester.
You don’t usually talk much. It’s a little sudden.
But I can’t help it.
If the first text message can say it’s an illusion, what about the handwriting?
Everything is so weird.
But something weirder happened.
The well-used water machine suddenly broke down and couldn’t burn hot water.
It’s after 11:00. It’s only a few minutes till 12:00.
Roommate A suddenly said he was going to get hot water in the hallway.
Don’t go! I’m sorry.
I rushed to stop her.
A weird feeling sprung into my heart.
It’s not normal. It’s not normal.
Why 12? Why roommate A?
This time she turned her head and looked at me as if she was a little impatient about my excessive attention to her today.
“My aunt’s here, she’s got a stomachache, and I need hot water now! I’m sorry.
I think I saw something behind her, but it blinked and disappeared.
She pulled the door out.
It seemed like everything was predictable, and I looked at the cell phone, and it went by one second.
The time has come twelve o’clock.
There was a knock at the door.
It was like last night, a short rush, a small one.
Just mixed up with roommate A’s voice.
“Open the door. I forgot my keys. I’m sorry.
“Don’t open the door for roommates. I’m sorry.
— “The children who don’t listen are the bad ones. I’m sorry.
Roommate B in the shower, roommate C in bed.
I’m staring at the direction of the door.
Heart beating more than that.
“It’s freezing out there. Open up!”
Knock, knock, knock.
I moved my feet to the door.
His hands were on the doorknob, but he was too late to open.
“It’s cold. Open the door. I’m sorry.
How can it be cold in September?
My hands slowly get off your hands.
The knock continued, and I stood at the door, and it seemed like I had to look through the door.
Until the knock stopped, I looked at the phone.
12:01.
My blood has frozen, holding roommate A’s desk down in her position.
It took a while.
The doorknob suddenly moved.
I stood up in a reflex, only seeing roommate A with the kettle back.
“It’s a bad day, and the water heater in the hallway is broken, so I’m going upstairs to get hot water. I’m sorry.
Sweat dipped in my shirt.
“Did you just knock?” I’m sorry.
Roommate A, drop the kettle: “What’s the door? I’m sorry.
I held my own hand shaking and turned my head and asked my roommate in bed C: “Did you just hear the knock?” I’m sorry.
Roommate C: No. I’m sorry.
I fell in the chair of roommate A.
“What’s wrong with you? “Roommate A wrinkled.
“I don’t know. “Hands were shaking and I grabbed the kettle on roommate A’s table.
“I got a text message yesterday saying I should not open the door to my roommate. I’m sorry.
“SMS didn’t disappear very soon. I’m sorry.
Roommate C suddenly sat up from bed.
“Yes! “I seem to have caught a life-saving straw.
“I received it yesterday. I’m sorry.
“It says there are no screams in the bedroom. I’m sorry.
“Who is this boring texting?” I’m sorry.
Roommate A: “Are you scared of this?” I’m sorry.
Roommate A lifts me out of the chair and sits on it.
“A group at this school did it. I’m sorry.
After that, she took out her cell phone and slipped into a group of “terrorist groups”.
“Let’s see how many people are scared.” I’m sorry.
“It’s a sleepless night.” I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
“This time of year, don’t be afraid. Roommate A brought me a hot water.
My heart’s stone is finally falling.
Take a sip of water.
“I can’t say it. These people have nothing to eat, and they’re messing with this shit. I’m sorry.
“Yeah, what did you get? I’m sorry.
When fear passes, curiosity rises.
“Let the roommate drink your hot water.” I’m sorry.
Two.
Time seemed static, and I was staring at her.
“Aah…”
There was a scream in the bathroom.
I couldn’t help but rushing to the bathroom and asking, “What’s wrong? I’m sorry.
Roommate B barely covered his body with a bathrobe, and the bathing on his body was not wiped.
The bathing water mixed with the tears, and she held a bathing robe with her hand and her finger on the toilet: “Good, a lot of hair.” I’m sorry.
I looked at her finger and didn’t see anything.
“No hair, you didn’t drop it yourself. “Roommate A smells coming over.
“Don’t be so fussy and scary.” I’m sorry.
“Ying Ying, believe me, I really see a lot of hair. “Roommate B, crying to grab my hand, won’t let go.
I had to wash it with her.
She’s really scared. She can’t sleep alone at night.
She and I were stuck in a narrow space, suddenly thinking about texting.
“Do you know about the terrorist community in school?”
Roommate B remembers something like a sudden tremor.
“I got a text yesterday that told me not to shower.
“I, I thought it was a joke. I’m sorry.
Roommate B’s voice has a crying voice and the whole body’s shaking into a sieve.
“It was the terrorist group. Don’t worry. I’m sorry.
I calmed roommate B’s emotions, but I was restless.
I always find it strange, but I can’t tell.
If it’s an association, you can barely talk about it.
If it was roommate B’s own hair, then she wasn’t scared.
Besides, we can’t see hair, like before, they didn’t hear knocks.
Besides, everyone’s texting is different.
I was surprised that I drank the roommate A water.
We can’t break the rules, but why roommate A’s rules are somewhat different from ours.
Perhaps because of fear, sleeps at night under intense stress.
“Tick-tock-tock-tock-tock-tock-tock-tock-tock-tock-tock-tock-tock-tock-tock-tock-tock-tock-tock-tock-tock-tock-tock-tock-tock-tock-tock-tock-tock-tock-tock-tock-tock-tock-tock-tock-tock-tock-tock-tock-tock-tock-tock-tock-tock-tocks-tock-tock-tock-tock-tock-tock-tock-tock-tock-tock-tock-tock-tock-t-tock-tock-tock”
I’m lost.
The lights in the corridor came through the window on the door.
There’s a shadow in the bed curtain!
I closed my eyes and covered myself with a blanket.
But the sound of water outside continues.
♪ Tick-tock-tock ♪
It’s not the same as a tap leak, it’s slower, it’s thicker.
Then the sound of the objects dragged.
Maybe not the item.
I can clearly feel a man being dragged.
Because I’m the one who got dragged!
I can’t move. I just feel blood flowing in one place.
♪ Tick-tock-tock ♪
In this quiet room, it’s very hard to hear.
I think I’m dead. I’ve been dragged away for a long time.
It’s cold out there.
I want to go home…
3
That’s not my voice!
I want to go home…
Not me.
It wasn’t me!
I woke up, full of cold sweats.
Roommate B has gotten up.
She heard my voice tearing up my curtains: “What’s wrong? I’m sorry.
“No, I had a nightmare. I’m sorry.
But that dream was so real that I’ve had a hard time.
Roommate B saw me awake and went under roommate A’s bed to call her to class.
“Kaki, wake up and sign the conference. I’m sorry.
“Did you sleep yesterday? The black eye is so heavy. “Roommate B opens the curtain while asking.
Roommate A: “I don’t know, I’m tired of sleeping. I’m tired of running 800 meters.” I’m sorry.
“You must have stayed up late last night. Get out of bed and have five minutes of class. I’m sorry.
Roommate A stomped down the bed, stopped by my side and stopped talking.
Wait till she washes her face and stands behind me.
“Did you get a text yesterday? I’m sorry.
I shook my head and said, “What did you get?” I’m sorry.
Roommate A didn’t answer me, and the spirit went back to his seat.
Because you can’t leave the bedroom, you can always eat.
So when the knocks again, I twitched.
I wasn’t relieved until roommate C opened the door and brought in the food.
Today’s lunch is winter melon ribs and spicy chicken.
I’m opening up a dinner show, ready to eat.
“Ugh…”
Roommate A dry vomiting, sweating.
“What? She was the closest roommate C asked.
“The living, the living, the vomit,” roommate A spits out.
“Nothing. “Roommate C put a rib in his mouth and then a rib in his A bowl.
“It smells good. It’s ripe. I’m sorry.
Roommate A, looking at roommate C, took another piece and went straight to the toilet and threw up.
I looked at the meat in the bowl, and I understood.
SMS.
This morning, roommate A asked me if I had received a text indicating she had received it herself.
So what exactly did she get?
4
“Don’t play this stupid prank! I’ll call the police! I’m sorry.
The sound of roommate A’s anger in the toilet.
Terrorist associations, terrorist associations.
I suddenly remembered, I have a list of all the schools.
Associations are established by notifying student councils.
I’m going through the papers under the drawer.
Sweep from page one to page one.
Terrorist groups: Dissolution – 3 years ago!
An association that disappeared for three years, an inexplicable text message and the notes that appeared on the page.
The truth is the only possibility after overturning all impossibility.
I took out a white piece of paper and wrote on it:
“Who are you?”
Nobody answered. The paper was still clean and clean.
But I know there must be someone here.
Roommate A comes out of the toilet, looks like liver.
I stopped her and went to the subject: “Did you get a text yesterday? I’m sorry.
Another roommate B and roommate C turn around.
Roommate B raised his hand: “I got another one. I’m sorry.
It says, “Please don’t open your bed curtains after 2:00. I’m sorry.
Roommate C: I have one too. I’m sorry.
“There is no blood in the bedroom. I’m sorry.
After that, you’re all conscious of roommate A.
I asked seriously, “So what did you receive? I’m sorry.
“I didn’t get anything! I’m sorry.
Roommate A push me away: “Are you addicted to such a boring game?
Leave me alone! I’m sorry.
Roommate A must have gotten a text message, but looks like she didn’t want to tell us.
Kiki. “When did you join the group of terrorists?” I’m sorry.
Roommate A, hangs in there, twists his neck, stares me dead.
“Kaki!” I was a little scared and called her name again.
“I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know. She twisted her neck, looked down, and she kept saying that.
She said, “Go to bed.”
I looked at her until she pulled the curtain and suddenly showed me a dirty smile.
5
This is crazy!
I have a pen and it’s written in white.
“Who are you?”
“What are you doing?
“I beg you, show yourself.” I’m sorry.
Finally, a line appeared on the white paper.
“Please stay away from sharp objects after 2:00 a.m. I’m sorry.
Two o’clock in the morning.
What happens after 2:00 in the morning?
Don’t open the bed curtains, don’t approach sharp objects.
I remember last night’s dream, when I was dragged away for a long time, with heavy humidity and cold bones.
But I’m dead. Why do I feel cold?
I don’t know, I don’t want to go back to sleep when I seriously locked the sharp items on the bed and the table in the cupboard.
But I didn’t sleep well.
I’ve always dreamed that I was carrying words out loud around the corner of the cold corridor.
I’ve been doing it over and over again with a professional book I can’t read.
Countless days and nights without light in the morning, and without light in the corridors.
It’s still not me.
I’m told by the study in English.
I’m a sophomore, not like that.
I woke up again, but it wasn’t like yesterday.
Time on the phone shows:
At 2:00 in the morning.
The curtains were lifted and I twisted my head.
A pale face!
“Song Jiachi! What’s wrong with you?
Roommate A reached out to my neck and I couldn’t breathe.
The hands on the neck were wet, like blood, roomie A’s neck was stretching out slowly, turning into a strange angle, with that murky smile on my face yesterday.
“How come you’re not dead? I’m sorry.
It’s like I haven’t spoken in a while.
I held my hand around my neck, and I held it behind my back with any sharp objects.
Stay away from sharp objects.
The man, or not, she tried to kill me!
Six.
I’m losing my resistance.
“Save–Help–“
But my cry for help was too small for the other two roommates to hear.
Also, yesterday, roommate B. received a text message from “Please don’t pull your bed curtains off” and put his bed curtains in a book clip and ear plugs.
I kicked all over the end of the bed with my feet.
Until I became unconscious and fainted, I felt like I had experienced the same scene a long time ago.
He was strangled and kicked over and over again, but no one answered.
The people in the bedroom were very sleepy.
If one of them finds out — even if they make a little noise.
Pain and despair have engulfed me, and tears have fallen out of control.
The man who choked my neck seemed to panic and took my Oxford dictionary from the pillow and hit me hard.
I pulled it out of my memory, looking at roommate A’s twisted face.
“Where are my things? Where are my things? “Roommate A, acting like he’s gone mad, strangling my neck with one hand and looking in the bed.
“Just by the pillow — ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha. You can’t get away with this! I can kill you once and I can kill you twice and thirdly! I’m sorry.
The suffocation fades, and the strength of the hand fades.
I’m coughing around my neck, and the whole thing’s about to cough.
Roommate A slowly returning to normal as if it had just been a sleepwalk.
Then I climbed into my own bed.
I felt extra tired, fear and grief had not disappeared from my heart, and I fell asleep.
But when I woke up, I wasn’t in my bedroom.
It’s that cold corner.
On the desktop are a variety of topics I can’t read, and there are some professional books.
On the phone, it’s quite obvious:
National system for the free-of-test postgraduate information and management services
Level: MA
Unit: xx University
I don’t know.
Please respond to the request for admission. Click to accept.
There’s something wet on my face that slipped and I touched it with my hand.
Tears full of face.
It’s not me.
Not me!
I ran all the way out, but I’ve been in that cold corner.
And the sound of the croaks around my ears began with an indulging weeping, and it increased.
Until the whole hallway was her crying.
“Who are you?” I’m sorry.
Crying has no clear answer.
“It’s cold, it’s cold outside.” I’m sorry.
I’m drowning in tears, and the whole person is as sad as she is.
The skin on the hands began to crack, and the cold came in through the window, and then immersed in my skin.
Window!
There’s a wind coming through the window!
I endured my discomfort and picked out the thickest book on the table.
Hit the window hard!
And then again, there’s blood coming out of my skin, but I can’t control it.
I can’t breathe. My heart is crushed. If I don’t wake up, I’ll die.
“Oh, wow.”
Finally, I broke the window.
I closed my eyes and jumped down that abyss where I couldn’t see the bottom.
I’m sorry.
7
I woke up.
The bed curtains are tight, and roomie B sounds out.
“Why didn’t they wake up today? I’m sorry.
“It’s been so many times that it hasn’t reacted. I’m sorry.
Roommate C: I’m going to call again. I’m sorry.
“When did you wake up?” I’m sorry.
“Just now. I’m sorry.
Your mouth moves before your head.
It hurts all over me. I put my arm out. It’s full of cracks.
I touched my neck, and the finger marks on it were still there.
It wasn’t a dream!
If I’m late, I’m gonna die.
“Caki still can’t wake up. What should I do? Next class will be called. I’m sorry.
I lifted the curtains and looked at roommates B and C standing under roommate A’s bed.
I got out of bed after covering my arms and neck.
Step straight on roommate A’s stool and lift her bed curtains.
No way. Her finger’s bleeding!
I flushed to the wash, and I got a cold water bowl to the face of roommate A.
Ying Ying! What are you doing? “Roommate B is standing there.
Roommate C looked at me with shock.
But I don’t care.
“Come and help me or Kaiki will never wake up again. I’m sorry.
I rocked roommate A, probably roommate A, so I didn’t wake up, and the other two went to bed and shook her.
“Song Jiaqi!” I called her by her name and strangled her among others.
But roommate A still hasn’t responded.
Roommate A is getting blood on his hands.
I saw the strangulations on my neck from the mirror of her bed.
If she doesn’t wake up, we both die!
When I realized that, my hands shivered uncontrollably.
“It’s cold!”
We heard the woman again while he was dazzling.
I see!
Cold, she’s afraid of cold!
I’m out of bed.
“Where’s the lighter? Where’s the lighter for your birthday? I’m sorry.
I pulled the drawers one by one, but none.
All of a sudden, it was dark, and I was holding on to the table, biting my tongue, and I couldn’t stop.
“In her drawer. “The roommate in bed C answered.
Turn it out, I’m not gonna stand up, like a last-minute bet.
I picked up the closest paper to me, lit it.
Come on, let Kiki have it!
After all, I’ve passed out.
8
It’s crying again.
I’m dying.
But it seems different.
It’s not that sad cry in the dream.
I’m confused and open my eyes.
Only roommate A sat by my bed sobbing.
“You cry my grave before I die. I’m sorry.
Roommate A was laughing at me and snotbles came out.
What are you doing? Disgusting. I’m sorry.
Snotlout on my sleeve and I rubbed it on her.
She stood there and did not hide.
She said, “I remember last night, but it wasn’t me. I’m sorry.
I nod my head.
Roommate A surprised.
“Of course I know it’s not you. Which normal person’s neck is twisted like that, and the hands that seep. I’m sorry.
Speaking of which, I fought a cold war.
The other two roommates looked at us with a confused face.
“What are you two playing at? I’m sorry.
I hesitated for a long time to tell them what happened last night.
They didn’t believe until I showed them my neck and arms.
“So, is that what we call it? I’m sorry.
Roommate B swallowed saliva.
I nod my head.
Roommate B falls in the arms of roommate C.
“So what exactly did you receive that night? “I seriously ask roommate A.
“Kill you.” I’m sorry.
“Only me?”
Roommate A nods.
I’m silent.
“It wasn’t me she wanted to kill.” I’m sorry.
“Who is that?”
I remember the name on yesterday’s paper.
Seo Young-soo.
What a familiar name.
I took out the drawer papers, the list of graduates.
That name appears to have been included in the recognition conferences of previous years.
Seo Young-soo!
Found it!
19th Session 7.
I found the last student president on my phone.
Ask him about Seo Young-soo.
Two hours later, he sent me a message from Seo Young-soo.
The annual results are essentially the top 10 professional awards.
In September 2018, he went to xx University.
Missing in December 2018.
I look at the bedroom number on it, the one I live in!
Bed: D bed.
I look up to my bed sticker: D bed.
Something’s blowing up in my head, sticky liquids around me, and I can’t breathe.
Seo Young-soo, what does she want?
In retrospect of the events of these days, Seo Young-soo was probably killed instead of missing.
And the man who killed her, apparently, bed A.
Who’s bed A? Why did she kill Seo Young-soo?
I tried to find the seniors of class 19, class 7, asking Seo Young-soo about interpersonal relations and whether their bedrooms were harmonious.
But the news is that Seo Young-soo is very good, takes care of everyone, and that he has a good relationship with the dormitory and often goes out for dinner on weekends.
Why would someone in bed A kill Seo Young-soo?
I don’t know.
Another message came from the phone.
The previous student chairman said that a roommate of Seo Young-soo had jumped out of the building.
I thought it was bed A, but the Chief sent another message.
And then the other two rooms were friendly.
“Why did you jump?
“Don’t know. I’m sorry.
I asked the teacher for a list of previous students.
Qin Jia, Zhang Chun-lan. The two men are marked with special marks.
Qinya, that name looks familiar.
I looked up the list of associations before.
President of the terrorist association Qin Hae.
I took my name again to the list of roommates.
Bed A: Qin Jia.
B bed: Zhang Chun Lan.
It’s not bed A that jumps.
It’s her.
I suddenly understood.
I’m not Seo Young-soo, or I’m supposed to say that I’m doing it over and over again in my dream, not Seo Young-soo, but Qin.
That’s why it’s so cold in that corner, and that’s why the cry keeps stinging my heart.
That’s Seo Young-soon’s cry.
I got roommate A to pour me a hot water.
Drink and go to bed.
This time, it’s still in that dark corner.
But this time, the body is not controlled.
The body was so cold, I, or rather Qin, she slipped the information from her phone.
Quit, quit, quit.
This is Seo Young-soo’s circle of friends, the date above shows September 28th.
Another message came on the phone.
Suh Young-soo: “I also have notes for my professional course. You’ll get them later. I’m sorry.
“No, I’ll be back later.” I’m sorry.
She packed the table and finally touched some sleeping pills from the corner of the drawer.
Then crush the medicine and put it in the pocket.
She walked very slowly.
I can feel the tension in her heart and the anger in her heart.
She walked 30 minutes away.
When she came to the door of the bedroom, she looked at the time.
Twelve o’clock sharp.
Then knock.
It’s Seo Young-soo who opens the door and Qin has a smile.
“Thank you for opening the door. I’m sorry.
Angry peaked at the moment when Seo Ying was seen.
I can clearly feel that she wants to strangle the man in front of her now.
I didn’t want to, but now I’m Qin. Her heart is my heart.
It was too cold in December, when Qin went to the corridor and put crushed sleeping pills in the canteen.
“It’s too cold this day, have some hot water, have some warmth. I’m sorry.
Qin has passed hot water to everyone in the bedroom.
Everyone drank hot water except Seo Young-jin.
“Thank you. I’ll drink later. I’ll pack up. I’ve got a lot of study notes I left you. I’m sorry.
Tsui Ying smiled.
But I hate her so much.
Why can she protect research.
We’re all the same, just because she’s got a lot of awards?
Why?
It’s coming out of your mouth.
She didn’t know how hard it was to prepare for a year, what it was like at 5:00 a.m., how cold it was in the hallway of December, what it was, what it was, what it was.
She’ll just say, “Go, go, go, go.
Who wants gas, who wants her blessing, who wants her fake charity. She would only stand on the stand and scornfully say cheer to the man who runs the marathon below. She had no idea.
How painful I am.
I hate her! I hate Seo Young-soo! She took my reservation. I wouldn’t have gone through all this without her!
I wouldn’t be in such pain right now!
My heart hurts, I’m not Qin Joy, but it’s not right that I feel the same feelings as her.
It’s not that, even without Seo Ying, there would be Lin Ying Ying and Wang Ying Ying. She should not hate Seo Ying’s excellence, but rather her own.
I watched as Qin had strangled Seo Young Zi after sleeping.
I wanted to control Qin’s body, but I couldn’t keep my eyes open.
The pain came from above my head, open my eyes, and I saw Qin lift a thick dictionary and smash it over my head.
I’ve got two people in me, one Qin and the other Seo Young-soo.
I’ve exchanged views of two people.
Seo Young-shun was knocked unconscious and dragged out of his bed by Qin.
The rest of the roommates were given sleeping pills so they could not hear it, however loud.
No wonder there was no scream in the bedroom.
They can’t hear.
I can’t hear my whimsing, I can’t hear my cry for help, I can’t hear Qin’s cruel violence.
Qin dragged me out of bed with my hair and my whole body fell down for not supporting a pen.
Qin’s hair was pulled down by the head of the chain.
Qin threw it in the toilet with joy.
“You know what? I lose a lot more hair every day than just now. I’m sorry.
Madness, Qinhui is a madman.
I was dragged out, too painful, perhaps an automatic protection mechanism for my body, and I converted from Seo Young-soo’s perspective to that of Qin.
Pain disappears and is replaced by endless joy.
“Ha ha ha ha ha ha.”
I laughed with Qin, followed her and buried Seo Ying in the wasteland of the school.
One of the roommates had too little water to drink, woke up in the middle of the journey, saw everything and hid in his bed in fear.
Finally, he collapsed and jumped himself.
9
I woke up.
I’ve sweated my bed.
I rushed out of bed to gather information on these days.
1 Do not open the door for roommates – Do not open the door for Qin.
2 The kids who don’t listen are the bad ones – opening up and coming in.
Let the roommate drink the hot water you sent — let them sleep and kill Seo Young-soo.
There were no screams in the bedroom — the other two fell asleep and couldn’t hear.
Don’t open your bed curtains after 2:00 a.m. – Qin will kill Seo Young-soo after 2:00 a.m.
There was no blood in the bedroom – the psychotic roommate, she hypnotized herself.
So there’s three people in the bedroom, and there’s a psychotic roommate.
If I’m dealing with Seo Young-soo, roommate A is with Qin, then who’s the insane roommate.
While thinking, there was a knock at the door.
“Bow-bow-bow-bow-bow,
Here comes Qin.
This time, I have to open the door.
I buttoned the door and turned the handle.
It’s still cold.
But I know Qin has come in.
Roommate A pours hot water.
“It’s cold out there. Drink some hot water and warm your stomach. I’m sorry.
“Put it there, I’ll pack up. I’m sorry.
I remember what Seo Young-shu said in my dream.
Roommate A delivered hot water to roommates B and C, and I gave them a look.
They get hot water and pretend to drink.
I waited till 2:00 in the morning.
At a stunned moment, I seem to see Seo Young-soo flashing from the podium and walking around in various parts of the house.
Her family seemed poor, it seemed to be far away in a place called Sakamura, as if they were out of such a university.
She is optimistic that she will never be active, not a gifted player, but that she will be ten times as hard than others, so that she will be able to stand at the same end line as those who are different from the start-up line and not lose herself in this rich market well.
The wind blows in my ear, I twist my head, roommate A still stands by my bed and bends my neck.
The dictionary locked in the cabinet was turned out by me.
I took it and smashed it on my roommate A’s head.
“Aah…”
She’s got a pain in the ass, and she’s got her laughter and her hands on me.
I ran away from her hand and pissed her off.
I can’t stop the movement on my hands.
The face of roommate A in front of you has been distorted and turned into what Qin would have been.
“Fuck you!”
Qin Tsin grabbed my hand with the dictionary, and there was a cold wind.
It’s a sharp sword.
My skin was cut, but I didn’t dare.
The other hand choked her around the neck and gave me all my strength.
But I was wrong. She’s not human.
As I push, her neck gets thicker and longer.
She suddenly made a cold laugh.
“You want to kill me too?”
After that, I can’t hold anything on her neck.
I stood there, and her face came to me suddenly.
“This time, my turn.”
Sticky hands on my neck and suddenly push.
Suffocated, I looked at my feet and hit her head with a dictionary on my hand.
She took the dictionary out of my hand, raised her hand in the air and hit it down.
I kicked roommate B’s bedboard and called it not roommate B’s name.
Sun-ho!
The psychotic girl.
“Do you want to see me killed again? I’m sorry.
I kicked the bedboard under my feet.
The suffocation is getting stronger and the pain in my head is getting a little out of my control.
Sun…
I don’t want to close my eyes, and my heart hurts so much when Seo Ying’s grief is mixed with my grief.
Qin, turn back.
Finally, there it is.
I bet, roommate B saw the hair, it was Seo Young-soo’s hair.
All that saw was Sun Joo.
So, roommate B corresponds to Sun Jo.
The strength of the hand is gradually disappearing.
Qin’s voice was loud: “What do I say?” I’m sorry.
Qin went to Sun’s place, and he just grabbed my hand around my neck and moved it to Sun’s neck.
Sun Jun did not resist, leaving two lines of tears in his eyes.
Right now…
I took the sharp objects hidden under the bed and stabbed Qin’s heart.
Finally…
It’s over.
10
No one remembers what happened to the bedroom except me and roommate A.
Sun-ho left, and she said she had put down her thoughts and could drink the bowl of Mon-Bun soup.
But Seo Young-soo is still inside me.
I asked her why she didn’t go. She said she wanted to go home.
Well, good guys do it all and send Buddha to West.
The night Qin died, the bedroom was just unsealed.
I let Seo Young-jin live in me.
She wants to go home.
I have to help her.
Two weeks later, the school was finally declared closed.
I took Seo Ying’s ashes and stepped on her train.
On the way, I asked her how Qin had died and she said she was scared to death.
I can’t help it.
She said very little, mostly because I was asking her to answer, and I could feel her low.
I touched her with the ash over and over and over and over again, as comforting her in the back.
There’s a train and a car.
I’m afraid to sit down.
I had to rent a car at a nearby electric car store.
I let Seo Ying try to control my body.
She shakes her head.
“I’m afraid I’ll take over your body, and once I experience being human again, I may not be able to leave. I’m sorry.
I can’t help but be afraid that if she were to take over my body, would I become a ghost like her?
The most inexplicable sin of death.
I rubbed the goose bumps on my hands and put my hands back on the lead of the electric car.
“Tell us the way. I’m sorry.
We stopped at a valet.
To be honest, it’s been 22 years, and I can’t believe there’s anyone living in a house like this.
But that is the case, and that is not the case. It is the normal situation in the whole of Sichuan, as is the case in every household.
The first floor of the varnish.
Maybe there’s a leak in there.
I have a feeling inside that, as the only university student in Sakamura, Seo Young-jin should come home with a smile, not in a narrow arena.
There was no one in the house. I pushed Seo Young-soo’s instructions to the house and went to her cabin for 22 years.
She stated that although she had started living in school at an early age, even with the development of the dormitories in the school, the beds were much better-looking than those of her family. But she still loves her little bed, the only place that really belongs to her.
I touched the house with my hand so that Seo Young-soo could feel the temperature of the house more clearly.
“Where does this go?” I raised the altar in my hand.
“Go to the back hill. I’m sorry.
I walked up the road by the house.
Seo Ying Tsui told me to stop by a chestnut tree.
“To bury me here. I’m sorry.
Her voice did not have any emotion, but I seemed to feel her relief.
“I planted it with my grandmother. I’m sorry.
“But as soon as the chestnut season falls, won’t it bother you? I’m sorry.
“Not to be disturbed, to remind me to live in this world. I’m sorry.
I buried the ashes well.
It’s suddenly empty.
“You’re not leaving. I’m sorry.
Leave the leaves to rest.
He said, “I’ll take you out of Sakamura, and I won’t go anywhere. I’m afraid I can’t find my way home.” I’m sorry.
I nodded.
And when I went down the mountain, I heard wood-cutting.
I looked around.
An old man with a machete.
“Is that your grandmother?”
Seo Young-soo said on the way to her house and her grandmother.
“Yes. I’m sorry.
I bit my teeth, and I was so determined, “Will you use my body to say hello to your grandmother?” I’m sorry.
Seo Young-jin was silent for a long time.
I’m upset, afraid she’ll say yes, and afraid she won’t.
After all, I’m afraid to be the lonely ghost of this mountain.
“No way. I’m sorry.
I’m relieved to hear the negative answer.
“It’s too much, it’s not clean, I know she’s fine. I’m sorry.
I walked out of Sakamura on an electric car.
When I came to the village, I called Suh Young-soo.
No answer.
I don’t know when I left, and I didn’t say hello.
I twisted the handle, and the car went off on this land.
Shimura’s mountain god, please let Seo Young-soon meet the good man in his next life. Record number: YXX12eo1ryMCwA5QxoyC3K3Q
I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
