i want to win

Yan Zihua ran in a panic in the narrow and messy alleys of the village in the city. The street lamps connected to the wall cast a dull khaki light downward, which made Yan Zihua feel relieved a lot.

Just after Yan Zihua gradually felt at ease, thinking that he had got rid of that weird voice.At this moment, the streetlights in the whole alley flickered a few times quickly, as if the streetlights could not bear the burden of a short circuit, and then fell into darkness.

The only remaining light is the incandescent light from the houses. The faint and pale light is very fragile in this dark alley. It seems that even this extremely weak light will be extinguished in the next moment.

Yan Zihua took out his mobile phone and turned on the light, illuminating the road ahead, and quickly ran in the alley avoiding the debris on the ground.

In the quiet alley, only the sound of him running suddenly sounded, and the "stamping" sound of leather shoes stepping on the concrete floor echoed throughout the street.

Then, he tripped over a garbage bag and fell hard on the hard concrete floor. He felt a burning pain in his jaw and elbow, and he was sure that he was bleeding.The screen of the mobile phone that fell on the ground was completely black, and the entire screen was covered with cracks like spider webs, and the mobile phone no longer had any light.

Before Yan Zihua felt sorry for his mobile phone, he heard that cold voice again, as if it was from afar but in his ears, he heard it said like a charming whisper between lovers: "Look. You I can't run away."

Yan Zihua was so frightened by the tense atmosphere that his throat moved spontaneously, and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva.He opened his eyes wide, looking at the deserted street, as if he wanted to find out where the strange thing was.Then he heard a shrill cat's meow coming from the deeper darkness, and the cat's meow seemed to be full of resentment.

This shrill cry woke Yan Zihua's head up, as if he had suddenly fallen into a frozen river in a room full of heating, Yan Zihua couldn't help but hugged himself tightly and shivered violently.

"By the way, I'm leaving here." This must be an illusion, and it's all just my own illusion.It must be because I have encountered too many bad things recently, which caused me to lose my mind. It’s okay, it’s okay, modern people have such a lot of mental stress, and hallucinations in their minds are not a big problem.

He dragged his sprained leg slowly back to the security door of the rental house step by step.

At this moment, he noticed that there seemed to be a pair of eyes staring at him closely behind him. He suddenly looked back, but found that there was nothing.

"Hahaha..." Yan Zihua smiled dryly, and comforted himself: "The hallucination has appeared again."

He took out the key with trembling hands, but found that his trembling hand could not align the key with the lock, so he whispered, "Please, let me in."

As soon as the words fell, the key and the lock collided with each other and made a soft "搤" sound. The key was firmly inserted in the lock. He quickly took the key and twisted it, and the door opened.

Opening the door leads to the stairwell, but at the moment the stairwell is obviously brightly lit, but Yan Zihua feels that this small space is illuminated by incandescent lights, and it is full of a strange atmosphere.

Quiet, so quiet.

The usual sound of TV playing, the sound of the brats yelling not to do their homework, and the quarreling of the young couple are all gone. The whole stairwell with a width of only 2 meters and 4 is like a closed space, and the quietness can only be He heard his panting sound from exhaustion.

Yan Zihua shook his head, and violently threw out the incoherent thoughts in his head.He staggered alone in the extremely reluctant stairwell.

The size of the stairwell reached the limit value of the standard. Yan Zihua looked at the beams under the landing, and the oppressive height made him feel even more irritated.The temperature at night in summer was still high. Uncomfortable steps on the stairs, injured feet, and restless mood made him sweat more than ever.

He tugged at the tie that bound his neck, then turned his head to face the open window on the landing, trying to let the cool breeze that passed through the alley on a midsummer night blow away a little bit of his heat.

Then he saw a man in red clothes standing in the alley, and seemed to have sensed Yan Zihua's gaze on him.

The man raised his head slightly and looked at Yan Zihua with his eyes.

Only then did Yan Zihua see what that person looked like.No, it wasn't a person at all, that person's black hair was dripping with red viscous plasma, his eyes had been completely rotted, the eyeballs were completely gone, and maroon rotten flesh was exposed in the eye sockets.He silently smiled strangely at Yan Zihua. Yan Zihua saw that the flesh on the man's face fell down piece by piece, as if it were just wall dust that didn't stick tightly.White moths protruded from the man's nose and eye sockets without eyeballs.

That thing didn't care about Yan Zihua seeing him at all, he opened his rotten mouth with half of his lips open, although he couldn't hear what the thing was saying.

However, Yan Zihua knew that that thing was saying something that made his stomach queasy.

The thing was saying, "I've found you again."

Seeing this scene, Yan Zihua's rationality was completely lost. He took out the broken mobile phone and threw it in the direction of that thing. He said loudly, "Get out!"

The mobile phone fell from upstairs, making a crisp sound, and with that sound, the imprisoned stairwell seemed to be broken.

Yan Zihua heard a middle-aged woman living in the same building say loudly: "It's so noisy, I want to die!"

Hearing this voice, Yan Zihua seemed to be relieved, and leaned against the wall weakly.

That ghost, finally... is gone.

The author has something to say: half of this chapter was coded in the middle of the night.

Codewords late at night are the most frightening.

I'm so scared I don't want to write.