There is a phenomenon in China, that is, in a few places, cities are developing rapidly but not well protected. The overall planning of urban construction has no long-term goals and is not coordinated and perfect.

The result is that the overall urban landscape is messy and even destroyed. Among them, Mudanjiang is a typical example of failure in this regard.

Before liberation, both sides of the street here were lined with small single-family buildings in the Western architectural style, coupled with lush tall trees, it was originally a very quiet and beautiful place.

However, in recent years, due to the individual development by real estate developers, the harmonious style here has been completely destroyed.

As far as the eye can see, one side of the street is filled with bustling high-rise buildings such as office buildings, large shopping malls, supermarkets, catering and entertainment venues, etc., while the other side is an unplanned area with several small Western-style buildings and universities.

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Each of these small western-style buildings is now occupied by several ordinary families. Due to housing constraints, each family has built many facilities to increase the area on their balconies or windows according to their own wishes.

In addition, the small building has been in disrepair for a long time, and it looks particularly dilapidated from the outside. However, these houses were very strong when they were built, so they are still good inside.

Only one small white building still retains its original flavor. The exterior wall has been obviously painted and the building structure has not been damaged. It stands out among this mess. It can almost be said to be a flower among the rocks.

Tingting stands tall.

The owner of the small building is named Huang He, and the house was passed down from his ancestors.

It is said that his ancestors were once wealthy, but in his generation, this house was the only one left.

He is lazy and has no ambition to make progress, so he is nicknamed "Lazy Egg". Fortunately, this house prevents him from becoming a beggar.

He himself knew that this was his only way to survive, so he used this beautiful western-style building to open a small hotel.

It is said to be a hotel, but in fact it is just a small hotel that rents rooms on a daily basis. Occasionally, one or two guests stay for a period of time, mainly to meet the needs of young couples on the university campus.

These couples all live in school dormitories and have no means to live together, so they often come here to rent a room for trysts.

And because this is the only decent hotel nearby, the occupancy rate here is very high.

He hired a woman from the country, Sister Sun, to be responsible for cleaning. He didn't have to work hard himself, he was only responsible for collecting money, and then stayed in the attic to spend the day leisurely and boringly.

Sister Sun, on the other hand, lives in the basement.

The classmates in the university town all call this place a love hotel, and no one can remember what the previous name was.

Now that school is about to be on vacation and couples are about to part ways, his business is even more prosperous.

Facing another pair of guests who requested to stay, he took full advantage of Sister Sun's visit to her man working on the construction site. He charged the same price, but arranged for them to stay in the basement and beat up the young student couple.

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There is no heating in the basement and it is very cold in winter nights.

After the passion passed, the couple hugged each other and hid in the bed to keep warm. They talked for a while about the upcoming activities held by the school before falling into a deep sleep.

But in the middle of the night, the girl suddenly woke up.

She didn't know why, but she suddenly woke up from a deep sleep, as if she had never slept before.

Perhaps, it’s not soberness, but panic? The deepest fear in the subconscious!

The basement is very dark. After turning off the lights, only the so-called skylight, which is the top end of the inner wall that is almost flush with the ground outside the building, and the light coming through the one-foot-square hemp glass, can blurry distinguish nearby objects.

But that little bit of light made the girl feel like someone was stealing from her.

She actually couldn't see anything, but she felt that something darker was hidden in the darkness, spying on her with malicious intent.

There are not only the two of them in this room, there is also a third person.

The feeling was so strong, so terrifying, and it suddenly hit me in an instant. It scared this usually timid girl to the point where she didn’t dare to move or scream. She just stared at the invisible darkness with wide eyes.

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Like a small animal hunted by a ferocious beast, it only knows how to wait in terror to be devoured, and has completely lost the ability to escape and call for help.

A long time passed, and nothing strange happened, but she still felt creepy. The unknown fear made her passively stand in a stalemate with the things in the dark, breaking into a cold sweat on this cold winter night.

At this time, the boy moved a little, then turned over and hugged her and continued to sleep.

The girl took the opportunity to twist the boy's arm across her waist.

The boy was still in a dream, and subconsciously shrank his hands and grunted, but did not wake up. The girl could only increase her strength.

The boy woke up in pain and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Turn on the lights."

The girl replied tremblingly, her throat was dry, and her voice was small. Her eyes were still staring at the darkness, fearing that something strange would suddenly come.

There was only one dim light in the basement that looked like it might go off at any moment, and the switch was on the wall on the boy's side.

The boy was sleepy and didn't want to stretch out his hand from the warm bed, "What's the matter?"

"Turn on the lights, please!"

The boy felt suspicious when the girl seemed to be crying, but he still turned around and turned on the light.

The weak light only illuminated a semicircle, and the boundaries were blurred, extending to places where it could not be illuminated.

Only then did they realize that the basement was actually very large, narrow and long, getting narrower as they went inside. They couldn't see the direction of the door from the inside.

"What's going on?" The boy saw the girl's face full of fear and anxiety. She kept shrinking into his arms, hugged her tenderly, and asked softly, "Are you having a nightmare?"

The girl shook her head and continued to stare at the invisible end. She felt that the thing in the darkness had retreated a little and was already outside the door, but the feeling of being peeped still existed.

The boy became more and more puzzled. He followed the girl's frightened eyes and looked into the darkness, but saw nothing.

"It must be a nightmare." He kissed the girl's sweaty forehead, "I shouldn't have talked to you about tomorrow's event before going to bed. It was too cruel and inhumane. But don't be afraid, I'm here!"

"No." The girl pressed closer to her boyfriend, leaned into his ear, and said nervously: "There seemed to be someone in the room just now! Now they have run outside the door."

"I just said you were having a nightmare!" The boy laughed, "This is impossible. I was afraid that it would be too exciting when we did it, and it would be bad for others to see it, so I locked the door carefully from the inside.

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The boy touched his girlfriend ambiguously and said, "And you have forgotten that this door is so difficult to open and makes such a loud noise when it is opened. How could anyone come in?"

The girl's fear subsided slightly, but the feeling just now still made her heart palpitate, "But I really felt that someone was there."

"That's your nightmare that is too real."

"No, no, it's true, I'm sure."

The boy raised his shoulders and said, "Okay, if you really feel uneasy, I'll go take a look."

"Don't go, I'm scared!" The girl hugged her boyfriend tightly, feeling an inexplicable panic, "Don't leave me here alone."

The boy coaxed her, "Be good, don't be afraid. I'm here!"

It was so cold in the basement that the boy wanted to get back into the warm bed. "Why don't we lie down and talk for a while, and I'll stay with you, so you won't be afraid anymore."

The girl nodded. Talking to her boyfriend for a while calmed her down a little. When the fear subsided a little, she even began to wonder if she had a nightmare, because there was really nothing in the room.

They lay down hugging each other, turned off the lights, and talked softly for a while. Sure enough, nothing happened.

Gradually, sleepiness slowly came back.

"Hey!" came a strange huffing sound.

It's very light, but it is particularly obvious in this silent and dark night.

In the haze, the girl suddenly woke up again.

She stared at the dark void at a loss. Before she could react, she suddenly felt something was wrong under the quilt.

There was a hand stroking his body, dry, rough, cold and stiff.

Whose hand?

She was resting her head on her boyfriend's left arm, and he was lying on his back. The angle of that hand...

"ah!"

She screamed, sat up as a conditioned reflex, and subconsciously pushed the hand away. She didn't touch anything real, but the feeling of being touched still remained in her mind.

The boy was awakened by his girlfriend's scream while he was half asleep. He hurriedly sat up and turned on the wall lamp.

Under the light, there was still nothing, and the depths of darkness still could not be seen.

"What's wrong?" he asked hurriedly.

"He's here again, and he's touching me!" The girl hugged her boyfriend tightly, "I'm afraid, let's get out of here quickly."

"Where can we go in the middle of the night? We can't go back to school! It's very cold tonight. We will freeze to death standing on the street." The boy interrupted the girl, "You must have regained consciousness just now, and then had a nightmare.

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"No, no, someone really came in, really."

"Impossible."

"I didn't lie to you, why don't you believe me?"

The girl was anxious and scared, tears welled up in her eyes, and she looked into the darkness from time to time. At this time, the hairy feeling faded away again, but she felt that it was not her hallucination.

The boy was helpless, "I'll go check on the head office."

"Don't go!"

Extremely sleepy but unable to sleep, the boy began to become a little impatient.
To be continued...