When I moved into this haunted house, I was still cheering myself up: It's okay, Lu Zhaoning, you are so poor that the landlord will kick you out to sleep on the street, what happened to the haunted house? The Haunted Mansion is a shelter from the wind and rain, and it's free.
The old lady who called herself Aunt Zhao on the phone said this: "Ms. Lu, the old house left by your grandfather has been vacant for many years. The water, electricity and gas are all turned on for you. You can just go and live in it."
I was squatting on the steps downstairs of the company, staring blankly at the last text message on my phone calling for rent payment. When I hear the word "old house", I think of a bungalow with a small courtyard. No matter how bad it is, it is an old apartment building with a decent decoration. It wasn't until I dragged my suitcase around the outskirts of the city and finally found the old house that was tightly wrapped in ivy that I understood what "it had been vacant for many years" meant.
