C1 Rent

After I graduated from college, I became a charterer.

In today's competitive social environment, people like me, who only live on rent and eat and die every day, are basically the typical "great unfilial".

He was in his twenties and was in high spirits. If he didn't go out and earn money, he would just rely on the rent every day. If it wasn't a great unfilial act, what else could it be?

Fortunately, no one ever said anything about me. The only person who could say anything about me was dead.

These two houses were left to me by my grandfather after he passed away, and the location was on the other side of the Emperor Shen Yang District, belonging to the kind of old building that looks as if it might be demolished any day.

However, the developers didn't pay much attention to us. It's still a bit far if they want to wait until I'm promoted to become a member of the second generation.

I think I should be like this all my life.

Even though I was muddle-headed, I was still calm. For someone like me who had no ambitions, this was enough.

But God always likes to tease me.

I clearly wanted to walk this path, to muddle along and wait for death to come, but it pulled me onto another path.

It was mid-July 2013.

I posted a rent-seeking message on Tongcheng Online: "A small Russian style building with clear sunshine in the north and south, fully equipped with hydropower and broadband, air-conditioned in winter and heating in summer, is the only choice for you to rent a house!"

The previous tenant had to withdraw his rent in advance, saying that he would have to return to his hometown to get married. If he did not return to reproduce, his father would not let him enter his ancestral tomb for the rest of his life.

For this reason, I really couldn't bear to reject him. After deducting a deposit from him, I let him go.

He thought it would take a long time to recruit the next tenant.

But it turned out that advertising was indeed a good thing.

Within two days of renting, I received a call from a guest. It was a woman who said she wanted to see the house.

At that time, I didn't think too much into it and agreed without thinking too much about it.

Although the security of the neighborhood wasn't bad, it was very transparent and didn't even have a gate. Especially since there was no street light in the yard at night, the pitch-black scene was very scary.

The women who wanted to rent a house all came for a stroll and then left. No one would choose to rent one. It was not easy for them to find a sense of security in this old housing area.

But as it turns out, I was wrong. There are actually women in this world who are willing to rent my house!

That day, as usual, I went downstairs to buy a pancake and fruit, eating while playing with my phone as I walked home.

"You're surnamed Yuan, right?"

Hearing that voice, I jumped in shock. I subconsciously raised my head to look and saw a tall lady standing outside my house, looking at me.

My eyes couldn't help but light up as my heart raced.

Oh my god! Beautiful woman!

Although she was wearing ordinary casual clothes, her curves were perfectly outlined. Her protruding front and back were at least 80% of her original looks.

A pair of large and spirited eyes, with a very tenacious gaze.

From the first encounter, I had the feeling that this girl was one of those strong and decisive people. Really, this was instinct.

Of course, what I remember most about her is her legs.

Her legs were long and slender. They were well-proportioned but not thin. They looked like those legs that she used to move around on a regular basis. There was not the slightest bit of fat on them, making her look full of vitality.

She had a backpack on her back, and she looked a little dusty. She looked like one of those donkey friends who often travelled around the country, and if she had another one hanging around her neck, they would all be working together.

I silently put the back of my hand that was holding the pancake fruit behind me. If I knew that a beauty was looking for me today, I wouldn't have eaten such a crappy pancake fruit!

What a mistake … This fragrance of spring onion …

"Are you surnamed Yuan or not?" When she saw that I didn't respond to her for a long time, she asked again with an impatient look in her eyes.

Whoa, this little girl's temper is pretty bad. I clearly called her Mr. Yuan, but she's the one with the surname Yuan. She's really rude.

"I am Yuan Changshan, and you are?" I asked carefully.

"I'm here to rent a house." She expressionlessly said to me, "I knocked on the door just now and discovered that no one was at home. So I took a walk around. I'm very satisfied and will sign the contract today."

I was stunned as I thought to myself, 'Is this girl playing with me or something? She's even signing a contract without even looking at the furnishings in the house?'

"Old sister, I'll bring you in and take a look. If you're satisfied, then rent it." I took out my key and opened the door, introducing to her, "This place is indeed a little remote, but the security isn't bad. Although the street downstairs has never been lit by street lamps before, this street has never had any problems. Don't worry, the house is fully hydro, there is also a wide band, two rooms for one room, you are …"

The girl ignored me and walked into the house. She nodded and said, "I'll rent this one."

"Have you thought about it? This place isn't like the city. If you regret it halfway through, then you'll have to compensate the deposit. My house is a bet of one to three."

After saying this, I really wanted to slap myself in the face.

It was not easy to find a girl who was willing to rent this house, and she was also a beauty. If my words scared her away, then she would be destined to live a lonely life.

"I only rent for one month, but I'll give you two months rent." The little sister looked at me coldly. Without waiting for my reply, she said, "I won't be paying the deposit. I'll give the deposit to you right now. If you think it's alright, we'll sign the contract immediately."

"Alright …" I hesitated, then nodded.

Besides, I can't find anyone to rent my room right now. While she's still living here, I can just continue to rent, not to mention that she's paying a rent of two months.

We signed the contract that day, and as I took her ID, I glanced at the information on it.

Shen Han, this is a pretty common name. He's about the same age as me.

After receiving the money, I wanted to help this lady carry her luggage. At the beginning, she didn't even want my help, so I treated it as an embarrassment. This was my chance to perform, so how could I let it go?

According to the plot in the novel or television, I am a innocent landlady!

But then again, this girl wasn't like a normal tenant who wanted to bring a bunch of things over. Other than the backpack on her back, there were only two wooden suitcases that were as old as the ancient times.

But even though the box was small, it was quite tiring to carry it.

My sister and I each took a box and went upstairs. My sister left me behind after a few steps.

I climbed the stairs with much difficulty. When I turned the corner, I accidentally knocked on the box.

This scared me so much that I quickly closed the door, afraid that she would find out and only dare to go back upstairs after checking several times that there were no problems.

When I got back to the fourth floor, my sister was already waiting for me outside the door.

"Why is it so slow?" She looked at me quizzically.

"You're too fast." I sighed as I thought to myself, 'This girl's physical fitness is truly amazing. She even carries such a heavy suitcase and a backpack. To be able to scuttle up to the fourth floor, not going to the track and field team for further training is such a pity.

She didn't say anything. After receiving the luggage, she wordlessly returned to her room. She didn't even bother to greet me and I could only return home in disappointment.

Initially, my mind was filled with countless fantasies of being in a relationship with a beautiful lady, but reality tells me that I've overthought things.

I haven't seen her since the day she moved in.

Due to the old house and the fact that there is a Goddess living across the street, even if the opposite side were to open the door slightly, I would be able to hear it from the living room.

But these days passed, and I did not hear her open the door once.

Not to mention this, the strangest thing about that girl was that she never opened the windows, and even sealed them completely. There were even several layers of newspapers pasted on the glass.

The day after I found out, I went to her and asked her what she was doing. She gave me a reason that left me speechless.

Just three words.

"I'd love to."

I …

I like your ass! Was this considered an explanation?!

But I couldn't say anything. After all, the house was already rented out, and as long as she didn't wreck my house or damage the electrical furniture, I couldn't talk to her about it.

I thought there was going to be a Korean idol or a domestic melodrama between us, but what I didn't expect was that the plot went straight to the detective drama, even the thriller.

On the seventh day after she moved in, I really couldn't hold it in anymore. I thought to myself, This woman has already disappeared for a few days without a sound, is there something wrong with her?! If she ever unwillingly commits suicide in my house, I would be in a haunted house, and it wouldn't be easy for me to rent it out.

So that afternoon, I was ready to knock on her door when no one opened the door.

"BOOM!" Dong! "BOOM!"

"That …" Elder sister … Are you there? " I asked.

There was no sound from inside, and no one opened the door for me.

I hesitated, but I still didn't dare knock on the door. I knocked again and asked, "Big sis, are you home?"

Suddenly, a vigilant yet weak voice came from inside the room.

"Who?"

"Are you sick?" I asked subconsciously, "Hearing your voice, something doesn't seem right …"

"What can I do for you?" She didn't intend to open the door, she just asked.

"I've left something in the house. Can you come in and look for it?" I asked tentatively.

"What do you think it is? I'll help you look for it." She answered calmly.

I thought for a moment and said, "It's not easy to say. I'll come in and look for it myself. You can watch from the side."

She was silent for a long time, then said, Okay, you wait for me to tidy up the house first.

After a minute or two, the door opened.

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that her current appearance really gave me a fright.

Her face was deathly pale, with a pair of black circles under her eyes. Her lips were bloodless, and her gaze was as cold as before. However, it was a little different.

As for why it was different …

She looked at me like she was looking at a dead man,

"Come in." she said, taking a step back.

The windows in the room were sealed with newspaper. The room was very dark, barely able to see through the dim light to the point where I couldn't even see my fingers. However, the dim feeling gave me a lot of pressure.

"Why don't you turn on the lights?" I asked, walking slowly inside.

I don't know why, but as soon as I entered this room, I felt my heart beating a little faster. Although this was my house, I still felt like I had entered a foreign place.

I learned later that it was the sixth sense of humanity in the face of danger.

"I don't like to turn on lights." she said coldly.

She walked behind me with her hands clasped behind her back, in the posture of an old cadre, awkward to look at.

"My things are in the room. I'll go in and take a look. Follow me." "No," I said.

She nodded and followed me in silence. She didn't have any intention of speaking.

"Can I have a light?" I asked, "It's too dark here. I can't see clearly."

"Whatever." "No," she said.

I didn't hesitate anymore and subconsciously turned on the light. I immediately felt the world brighten up and the oppressive feeling I felt from the dim light in the room lessened significantly.

"Let's go, come with me to find something." As I turned to her to say this, I caught a glimpse of the mirror in the corner of the living room from the corner of my eye.

At that moment, I saw what was reflected in the mirror, and my expression stiffened.

"What's wrong?" she asked when I didn't move.

"No... "Nothing …"

My smile must have been unnatural, and my voice was trembling.

In the mirror behind her, I could clearly see what she was holding in her hand.

Her right hand, which was hidden behind her back, was tightly grasping a knife.