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

Voices from Twenty Years Ago

Translator: Lonelytree Editor: Millman97

"That day, he told me many things that he normally wouldn't."

"Is this man you mention still living here?" Chen Ge could hear the quiver in the voice.

"He has already moved away and hasn't returned for a long time."

"Then, would you like to meet him?" Chen Ge pulled on the jacket. "I believe you have many things you wish to say to him. After all, he's the one who put you in this situation where you can't even feel warmth."

"I…"

"It's okay. I will help. Trust me." Chen Ge held the wall and slowly stood up. "If he hasn't left Jiujiang, within one week, I will bring him back. After you reunite with him, I will bring you to someplace warmer."

The woman did not answer, but Chen Ge was in no hurry. "Now I have one more reason to be alive. Keep the jacket. I will be back."

Chen Ge was about to move up when the woman said, "Don't go up anymore. You won't be able to return."

"Won't be able to return? Why?"

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