The second part of a collection of short stories from outsiders, the text is in the third person
——Disaster——
When you wake up three months after the car accident, you see a beautiful face.
Your friends and family are telling you how perfect your boyfriend is and how devoted he is to you.
But only you know that you have no amnesia and you have never had a boyfriend.
Who is he?
——Burial——
After some struggle, you finally get rid of the entangled stalker and move to a new city.
Friends who have provided you with a lot of help online are completely indifferent when you meet offline.
You decided not to disturb his life anymore, but you received news of his death the next day.
At the funeral, the man's pale corpse suddenly smiled, and the dark sight with substance stung your back again.
——Vine——
After resigning, you had to temporarily live in an abandoned old house.
The old man once said that I hope you can take good care of the flowers and plants here. This is very important.
So you didn't shovel the vines all over the wall.
At night, new shoots sprout quietly from the cracks in the window and caress your cheek.
Have a good dream, people who try to harass you will become fertilizer and stay quiet forever.
——Debt——
As a recent graduate, you rented a very cheap house, and the rent only cost a quarter of your salary.
The transfers you made to the landlord were all returned. You called customer service, only to learn that the account had been canceled long ago.
On weekends, he rings the doorbell and tells you that what he needs is not money, but your body temperature.
You work 40 hours a week, and you owe him ten hours for every week you live here.
According to the contract, you completely belong to him during this period of time.
Intention: Resist temptation and strive for self-improvement to achieve a world of freedom