My House of Horrors

The hearse with the weird odor slowed to a stop before the entrance. The sound of pebbles could be heard bouncing on the ceiling. There were footsteps coming from the corridor, and there seemed to be someone sawing next door. The door knob to the room rattled slightly, and the faucet in the bathroom kept dripping even though it had been screwed shut. There was a rubber ball that rolled on its own underneath the bed. Wet footsteps started to surface one after another on the floor. At 3 am, Chen Ge held a cleaver in his hand as he hid beside the room heater. The call he was trying to make was finally answered. "Landlord, is this what you meant by 'the house can be a little crowded at night'‽"

I Fix Air-Conditioner · Horror

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1215 Chs

People [2 in 1]

Translator: Lonelytree Editor: Millman97

Being stared by Chen Ge for a long time, the man tightened the collar of his jacket and coughed lightly. "Do we know each other?"

His voice was clear and full of stories like he had witnessed many things in his life and had already seen through the vicissitudes of life.

Chen Ge did not expect the man to suddenly speak. He paused for a beat before answering the man's question. "You look very much similar to a friend of mine. The presence is almost the same. Have we met somewhere before?"

The man turned his head away. There was a trace of tiredness in his eyes. "You've probably got the wrong person."

"Impossible, I'm sure I've met you somewhere before. Are you sure we haven't met before?"

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