Paranoid Rhapsody

In the process of looking for a house, Liang Jun went through a lot of hardships, exhausted his eloquence, and ran all over the intermediaries, but he never succeeded.

Later, an agent sister saw that he was pitiful and knew that he was a poor boy who had just graduated and had no stable job, so she recommended him to this place.

Liang Jun found a small room on the roof of the building and settled down temporarily.

However, he later learned that this room turned out to be the legendary "murder house", in which people had died and some people jumped off the building.

However, all these horrible things happened later.

This snail building is a product of this bustling city, and the 100-square-meter house is divided into fifteen or sixteen, or even twenty small rooms, which are specially used for rent.

Although these rooms are inexpensive, they have become a refuge for poor people like Liang Jun.

Liang Jun, a young man who had just graduated from college, had not yet been able to find his ideal job, so he became the "ladybug clan" in the city.

The windows in the room he found were as small as holes, even smaller than some bathroom windows. He lives in a cramped space of less than 5 square meters, barely enough to fit a fold-out bed, but fortunately there is a bedside table that can be used as a table.

Although the old futon was still neat, there were various job advertisements and newspapers and magazines scattered on the table. Within a few days of moving, the floor was filled with empty bowls of instant noodles, showing the hardships of his life.

Such a day is not easy, and Liang Jun's living situation is in stark contrast to the luxurious Wangyun Tower opposite. The living room in that building is spacious and bright, and the view from the upper and lower floors is amazing.

The tall chandelier in the center was many times larger than his entire room. A wine cellar of several hundred square meters is located on one side of the living room, and the huge swimming pool is even more impressive. This 777-story mansion is like a private estate, and there are no less than dozens of servants alone.

However, Liang Jun could only watch all this through his window, which was less than half a square meter, and could barely sit down alone. In contrast, the floor-to-ceiling windows on the 777th floor are bright and bright, more than ten meters high, and when you look out, there are white clouds and fairy spirits.

Although faced with such a reality, Liang Jun was not reconciled. Since living in this small room, he has looked at the luxurious Wangyun Tower opposite every night, looking forward to life there. That feeling of excitement often excites him. However, after the excitement, he still had to return to reality.

Because that's his life right now. It's a bumpy road full of tragedy, as if you're in a nightmare, constantly tossing and turning. Liang Jun suddenly woke up, and as far as his eyes could see, there was a small window in his room.

He howled in grief, filled with despair and helplessness. He lamented his fate and felt that he had died in a nest, and he had not really experienced life and felt the taste of love. His body was covered in blood, shattered, bleeding everywhere.

The idlers around began to gather and talk about it. Some speculate about the cause of his death, some sympathize with his suffering, and some blame him for his suicide. Liang Jun felt distraught, he didn't want to hear these gossip anymore, he just wanted to stay away from this place full of right and wrong.

However, he was already dead, and could only lie there and listen to these meaningless discussions.

He secretly lamented the indifference and ruthlessness of the world, and he wished that he could get a peace and let him rest in peace.

At this time, Liang Jun thought of getting up and leaving. As soon as this thought came to him, his body began to move.

"Oops...... Oh my God, it hurts so much that I'm going to die! Is it possible to have such pain when I'm dead? Am I not dead?" Liang Jun's cry didn't attract the attention of the people around him, probably because the voice was too quiet.

"I tried to shake my head, oops, it really hurts, it looks like I'm alive, really alive. Since I'm not dead, I can't wait here to die! I'd better call the emergency number myself. "

However, his phone must have been shattered. He was about to ask for help from the people around him, and he raised his hand to call for help, just moving his arm.

"Ahh ......

"Oops,!".

"Run, cheat the corpse!".

"If he didn't die from falling from such a high place, is he still human?".

"It's definitely not human, run!".

"It's not a human, it's a ghost!".

"Hell, run!" Suddenly, everyone was scattered.

Liang Jun felt that the strength in his whole body was rapidly draining, and he tried to move his arms, but he could only slowly prop up his body. There was no one around, and he was desperate to find that everyone had chosen to leave him. He tried his best to reach out and call for help, his voice faint and trembling: "Dude... Eldest brother... Can you call me for an emergency number?"

Shang Zilu was so frightened that he jumped up, he threw away the crutch in his hand, and ran away in panic, shouting, "Ghost!" He was faster than a rabbit.

Liang Jun looked at the glasses on the ground weakly, and the anger and disappointment in his heart were intertwined. He muttered to himself: "How can these people be killed and not saved, why should they run? Blind people also run, aren't they afraid of being hit by a car?"

Suddenly, a loud bang broke the silence of the night. He heard what seemed to be something hit on the other side of the road. Immediately after, there was a sharp sound of brakes, so fast that it took a long distance to brake.

Liang Jun moved to the side of the road with difficulty and snuggled up. He found himself suffering comminuted fractures all over his body, broken at all points, and his fingers drooping. He was in despair: "It's over! Even if you live, you're a waste." Why should I be so impulsive and forget that I am still by the window. "

He began to resent the thief who stole the underwear again: "That damn thief, why did you steal the underwear? Why did you climb to the 777th floor? Why didn't you fall to death? I won't let you go." "But thinking of his current situation, how could he catch that thief?

Liang Jun closed his eyes, his heart full of remorse.

He told himself that even if he wanted to die in the future, he couldn't choose to jump off the building. Because it was so painful, the whole body was comminuted and fractured, and the internal organs were displaced and ruptured, and there was no place where it was not painful.

Suddenly, he realized one thing: how could he still be alive in his current state? This should not be something that human beings can bear. It's strange to fall from such a high place and not die!

He remembered the strange things that had happened upstairs.

He could clearly see the windows on the 777th floor opposite, the sofa, his clothes, his high heels, and even his underwear!