Terror 602

Chapter 12

When Su Yang woke up, his head was dizzy, as if he had experienced a nightmare. He glanced at the alarm clock and was shocked to find that it was already 8:20, and he woke up instantly. He quickly got up, and as soon as he landed, he felt unwell all over. "Why did I sleep in a suit?" He stared at his clothes blankly, and suddenly realized that he was emitting a pungent odor.

"What happened?" He felt like his head was about to explode. The strange things that happened in the past few days made him confused. Without time to think deeply, he hurriedly took off his clothes, threw them into the washing machine casually, and hurriedly rinsed his body with cold water, changed into clean clothes, grabbed his briefcase and ran out.

The buses here are always crowded, but today is different. As soon as Su Yang got on the bus, the passengers on both sides automatically gave way, covering their noses, and their faces were full of disgust. He felt embarrassed and ashamed, and secretly cursed himself for not washing more cleanly. This embarrassment accompanied him for a whole day. Even his colleagues couldn't help but shout when they saw him: "Su Yang! How come you look like you came out of a garbage dump? It's so smelly!"

Su Yang could only force a smile: "Haha, maybe the cat at home peed." His colleagues obviously didn't believe it: "When did you get a cat? Cat urine won't be so smelly!" Everyone was busy with their own things helplessly, and Su Yang became more and more uneasy.

For a whole day, he endured the strange looks from people around him, as if he was infected with some plague. Even the director mentioned in the meeting that "pay attention to personal image". Su Yang felt desperate. His life fell into chaos because of a momentary impulse, and his heart became more and more irritable.

Finally, after a day of torment, Su Yang hurried back home, threw away all his clothes, turned on the water heater, and washed himself carefully until the smell was completely removed. However, in the next few days, no matter how hard he tried, he could still smell the pungent smell when he woke up the next day. He was almost going crazy. Everyone avoided him and his life became more and more embarrassing.

Just when he was about to collapse, he found something dripping from the ceiling and fell into his hair. He reached out and touched it, and felt a foul smell coming from his nose. He didn't take it seriously, but was happy. He stood up quickly and found a dark yellow liquid seeping from the ceiling, shaped like an eye. In an instant, he understood: This is probably caused by a leak in the toilet upstairs.

Thinking of this, he breathed a sigh of relief and decided to go to the neighbor upstairs to fix it. Standing in front of the door of 704, he hesitated for a moment, and finally plucked up the courage to knock on the door.

The door opened, and a man showed his head, with an indifferent expression and dark circles under his eyes. Su Yang was startled and hurriedly took two steps back. "Who are you looking for?" The man asked in a cold voice.

Su Yang squeezed out a smile: "I'm from 604 downstairs. I met a few days ago. There are water stains and odors on my ceiling. I suspect your toilet is broken. Can I check it?" He tried to push the door open and walk in.

"What are you doing?" The man grabbed Su Yang and pushed him out. "Who let you in? Get out!"

Su Yang blushed, "I just wanted to see your bathroom, I didn't want to steal anything. Your room also smells bad, don't you want to solve it?"

"Don't bother me!" The man roared and pushed Su Yang out again. "What does your problem have to do with me? If you dare to break in again, I will never let you go!"

Su Yang was so angry that he was shaking all over, but he could do nothing about it. He cursed in his heart: "Psycho!" He went downstairs with anger and was about to leave when he suddenly realized something was wrong. Thinking carefully about the smell in the man's room, he was surprised to find that the smell was exactly the same as when they first met. Could it be that the problem was not the toilet? He began to wonder.

He hurriedly turned back and knocked on the door of 704. But when the man saw that it was him, he slammed the door shut mercilessly. Along with the pungent smell, Su Yang seemed to hear a low sigh, and his heart shuddered. This sound made him feel a little familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had heard it.

Su Yang returned to the stairs uneasily, and suddenly felt a chill behind him, as if a pair of eyes were staring at him, reminding him of his previous experience under the house. An idea came to his mind: there is a ghost. He felt shadows all around him, and fear surged like a tide.

At this moment, there was a sound of furniture being moved upstairs, and it seemed to be accompanied by the sound of a ball bouncing, and his heart was beating wildly. "What is that weird guy upstairs doing in the middle of the night?" Su Yang cursed in his heart, but the more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong: there must be more than one person making the noise upstairs. But he clearly only saw the thin man. Who would play ball upstairs in the middle of the night?

He tried to restrain the fear in his heart, but helpless emotions surged like a tide. The sound of the ball falling again, and the sound of bouncing made him unable to bear it anymore. He lifted the quilt, turned on the lights in the room, and stared at the ceiling. There was still a "puff" sound upstairs, as well as the sound of footsteps. What happened?

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