C1 Parcels

According to the original trajectory of my life, after graduating from college, I would enter an internship company, work hard, get promoted, get paid, and then go on a blind date, marry a nice girl, and have kids.

Of course, I said exactly what I said.

The most fascinating part of life is that when you walk on the road, you never know if you'll pick up the money in the next second or if you'll step on dog shit.

Looking back now, those decisions that I made at that time were the turning point of my fate. It's just that I was standing at a fork in the road, the clouds in the sky were swirling, the wind was blowing, the days in my mind were dull and ordinary.

It was mid-September of 2014.

I had just graduated from a second-rate university, and at the graduation banquet, my brothers and I had drunk our fill of wine, sworn our vows to each other, and one day when we were rich we would never forget each other. People are like that, they like to look forward to their successful future when they are young, but they never consider the cruel reality.

I drank a lot that day, and I was not much of a drinker, so I rarely drank much, and when I got up the next night I felt like my head was going to burst open.

I subconsciously called out to my brothers in the dorm by their nickname and told them to pour me a glass of water. The next second, I looked at the empty rented house and felt a little disappointed. From today onwards, we would have to go our separate ways.

I banged my head hard and staggered over to the living room to get some water. I had found a place to rent before graduation, and of course it was a joint one. It was a second-rate university, but it was a first-tier city, and I couldn't afford to rent a house in a city that cost dozens of yuan for a bowl of noodles.

After walking out of the district for less than 500 meters, there would be a large supermarket. At the back of the district, there would be a middle school, and we could even play tennis in school. When I found this district, I was wild with joy, so I urgently signed a contract with the landlord before I could even understand the situation of my roommates.

When the landlord told me I had a roommate, he had an odd look on his face, but I didn't pay much attention to it. I was busy with graduation and moving house, and I hadn't seen my roommate very well, except when I came home in the early hours of the night.

It was about three in the morning, and I was so tired from running all day that I almost fell asleep on the floor.

I pushed open the door and was startled. There was a shadow sitting on the sofa in the living room. My first thought was that I had been robbed?

However, if I think about it, this is an old-fashioned residential district. Not to mention thieves, there aren't even that many who would pick up trash.

Cautiously, I walked around to the side of the sofa and examined it. It looked very similar to the photo the landlord had shown me, and it looked like my roommate.

My roommate is a girl, so all of you must be very envious of her hearing about it. Actually, it doesn't have the benefits that you think it has. I've been here for so long and have seen her no more than three times.

She slowly turned her head to look at me. I had forgotten to turn on the light, and the moonlight was flowing in the dark room, and her face was pale, almost bloodless, in the moonlight, but this was the first time I had looked at her closely.

She stared at me for a moment, then shook her head and got up to go to her room.

My original thought was very simple. Such a good house, let alone a roommate who is a weirdo, even if it isn't a human, I would still live in it.

"It's not safe for you to come back too late in the evening," was the last thing she said before she entered the room, and the first thing I said on the day we shared a room.

At that time, I was a little touched. For a roommate that I had never met before to be so concerned for me, it seems that there are still many good people in the world.

At that time, I patted my chest with a strong expression on my face, "Don't worry, I've also practiced this before, I'm not afraid of little furry thieves." I've practiced martial arts with my grandfather for many years, and when I was young, I was very naughty and often fought with others. When I was in university, I even learned to fight freely.

She laughed softly and entered the room. At the time, I just thought she might not believe what I said, that it wasn't safe, that she wasn't referring to an ordinary thief.

I reached into the living room and poured myself a cup of hot water. I drank it slowly, then turned around and saw a folder on the table in the living room. I went over and picked it up.

En, Shen Zhu and An Xin … F * ck me! Mine?

I was very surprised. In my memory, no one would send me anything during this period of time. The living expenses of my family would all be transferred to me, so it wouldn't be possible for my old girlfriend to send me anything.

So who sent it to me?

I looked at the package and it didn't seem like it was sent over. There was only a simple signature on the outside and no address.

I opened the folder with the intention of investigating the problem. There were several documents and a package. I placed the package on the sofa and sat down on the sofa. I drank some hot water and started flipping through it.

The top document was a labor contract. It stated that I had already signed a contract with a company in Qingan City, and all the items were listed on it. The salary was reasonable, 5 insurance and 1 gold.

Now the problem is, I don't have a contract with this company.

To be exact, I've never been to this company to apply for a job. Although I've been to this company many times before, I don't remember having to apply for a job at all. I haven't even submitted my resume.

I was a little puzzled. After thinking for a while, I still couldn't think of what it was. Instead, I felt my head hurt.

I set the papers aside and began to unpack.

The package was hard, square in feel, and had a handle. I was curious, as I knew that some companies would offer employee benefits, but I was a newbie, and I wasn't worth the company's attention, so what was going on here?

I tore at the wrapping paper layer by layer. It was wrapped pretty thick, and my hands were shaking as I looked at the increasingly sharp outline of the package.

Because when I look at the shape, it's actually a gun!

"Hehe, that can't be, how could it be …" It must be something else, I told myself, my hands shaking as I continued to unpack. I had never imagined that I would actually get hold of a gun.

I took a deep breath, and my hand shook so badly that I cursed myself for not being able to pull out the last of the wrapping paper as I slowly unwrapped it.

I tore very slowly, and came face to face with a heavy black iron color, some incomprehensible pattern, I paused, comforted myself, and prepared to continue to tear.

"What are you doing?" An indifferent voice suddenly came from beside him.

I jerked my head back and froze in place!

My roommate, the one I'd only seen once since I'd moved in, was standing in front of me, expressionless.

She had a gun in her left hand and was pointing it at me.