With a deposit of 300, I rented the cheapest single room in the city.
The old landlady grinned: "Young people have strong yang energy and can hold it back."
That night, the sound of playing mahjong came from next door, but when I knocked on the door, I found an empty room.
The takeout is never delivered, and someone always presses the button for the 18th floor in the elevator.
On the shroud taken out by courier, the recipient wrote "Destined Person".
Until I discovered that on the property registration form, the "permanent population" of my household listed two people——
Another name I don't recognize.
Suddenly I received a text message on my phone: "The house is reserved for you."
The sender is my own number.
This is not a horror story.
This is something you may encounter every day when you go home.
