No.

Her gaze was far away.

Even the entire city.

Sunshine Community.

A man with sunglasses and a floral shirt with an open collar, revealing his collarbone and golden curly hair, came here with a suitcase. He took off his sunglasses, looked at the building in front of him, took a look, and picked up the latest version of Apple mobile phone in his trouser pocket.

There is a photo of the building on the phone interface.

"Is this the heritage that my father left for me in this city? It looks pretty good."

As he spoke, he straightened his sunglasses and pulled the suitcase inside.

Just as he was about to lock the door, he heard a voice.

"etc!"

He looked up and saw a young man with a baby face, flushed face, running towards him with a shoulder bag.

The man in sunglasses waited for a while, waiting for the other person to run up to him.

"Okay, thank you."

The man breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that he had successfully entered. He politely thanked the person in front of him, then took out his cell phone and called the other person in front of him.

"I'm already downstairs, which floor do you live on?"

“…”

"Oh. OK."

After the man hung up the phone, he saw the man in sunglasses was still staring at him, so he smiled at him and walked up the stairs with his bag.

The man in sunglasses came back to his senses, listened to the footsteps walking up the stairs, and muttered to himself, "It looks like this time it won't be so boring."

As he walked towards the fifth floor, thick dust hit his nose. The man in sunglasses, who was originally full of high spirits, was choked by the dust suspended in the air and looked quite embarrassed.

“My God, it’s so old. Didn’t they say it had been renovated?” The man in sunglasses retreated to the fourth floor, took out his cell phone and dialed a number.

"What's going on above the fifth floor? The stairs are covered in dust. My dad paid you to renovate the house, but you didn't even sweep the floor. There's dust in every corner. It's terrible."

He was on speakerphone, so the voice on the other end of the line leaked out naturally.

"It's like this. Boss Xu only asked me to have people install the second, third and fourth floors. The rest of the floors will not be touched."

If Lin Wannian was present, he would have heard that the voice was that of the sub-landlord Xu Feifei.

Hearing the other party bring up his father, the man in sunglasses calmed down for a while: "So now only the floors below the fourth floor have been cleaned and renovated, right?"

"Yes. Master Xu, why did you return to China? It seems that you are already staying at your residence. Do you need me to arrange a hotel for you?" Xu Feifei asked.

Xu Heng's expression changed obviously, but his tone remained the same as before: "I'm going back to China for tourism, no need, I can just stay in a room in this building. Is there any room available?"

When Xu Feifei heard that he was going to live in that building, she thought of what happened in that building and said hesitantly:

"Master Xu, that building isn't very clean. I think it's better to stay in a hotel."

Boss Xu, who was far away in another country, had no idea about the strange events that happened in the building, and everything was managed by her.

"Not clean?"

Xu Heng raised his eyebrows and continued to talk about money, leaving Xu Feifei speechless.

By the time he got to the end, he was already very impatient: "This is my home, I live here." After saying this, he hung up the phone without waiting for the other party to say anything.

Silence returned to the staircase.

Xu Heng looked at the call records on the phone screen, clicked his tongue, and walked towards the corridor on the fourth floor with his luggage.

He saw yellow talisman paper pasted on the doors of the houses on both sides of the corridor. He walked over curiously and took a look: "Is this what the Chinese call stickers? They are really unique."

He chose room number 404, opened the door and walked in.

At night.

Lin Wannian and Yu Sang were sleeping soundly when suddenly a screaming man's voice was heard from upstairs.

"ah--"

Unlike the previous ghost howling sounds, this time it was the sound of real people.

Lin Wannian stood up, rubbed his swollen temples, and pushed Yu Sang next to him: "Wake up."

The 'Yu Sang' he pushed over turned around, revealing another face with a grin and bloody eyes.

"laugh--"

[Don't open your eyes at night, or you will encounter unclean things. ]

A piece of bleeding words appeared in the air, and after Lin Laonian finished reading it, they disappeared automatically.

Before the ghost could laugh for a while, Lin Wannian raised his hand and punched it, causing the ghost's face to shrink into a ball.

He grasped its face tightly, pulled it outward, lifted it up amid the ghost's screams, and threw it to the ground.

The ghost turned into black mist and disappeared.

In his later years, Lin looked around and found that the environment he was in was all red, which was obviously no longer the original environment.

He got out of bed, walked to the balcony, opened the curtains, and saw a sea of ​​red outside.

He turned around and walked to the bathroom, but didn't see anything unusual.

Just at this moment, there was a knock on the door.

"Joanna, are you there?" A clear female voice came from the door.

Lin Wannian found that after hearing the sound, he walked towards the door.

As the door opened, he saw a woman with long hair standing at the door. The woman had a clean appearance and looked very comfortable.

He 'nodded'.

The woman picked up the bag in her hand and handed it to him: "This is the fruit my boyfriend and I bought at the market. It's quite cheap. I bought some for you too."

Lin Wannian took it without changing his expression. After the woman left, he stood there for a long time before closing the door.

A red bag of loquats was placed on the desk. Lin Wannian sat on a chair, staring at the fruits on the table, with a smile on his face.

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