Get up in the middle of the night and vaguely hear the sound of opening the door with the key.
I didn't care about it, thinking it was my mother's late return and went to the bathroom on her own. Suddenly I suddenly remembered: I live here alone...
Not long after I arrived in this new city, I only rented a small room, but the sound insulation was very poor, so bad that even the sound of the neighbor knocking on the door could be heard clearly.
I couldn't help but feel relieved when I thought of this.
Just as I was about to continue to go back to my room to sleep, the sound of unlocking became clearer and clearer. I just felt relieved and hung up again. I currently live in a place that is not the city center. Generally, there are no people on the streets at this point, and I can only see some drunk men.
I don’t know if the lock-opening sound comes from my door or my neighbor’s door, but I dare not relax my guard at all. I tiptoed to open the toilet door, worried that people outside would hear me.
I leaned gently on the door and clearly heard a heavy breathing outside the door. Suddenly, the person outside kicked the door frame irritably, and my heart was thumping, especially loud in this quiet night.
"Who, is there anything wrong with the big night?" I finally made up my mind and asked resolutely.
The person outside was obviously stunned and said awkwardly, "I walked into the wrong door" followed by a gentle footsteps.
My heart finally landed, and I quickly returned to the room and lay on the bed, but the high concentration just now made me lose all my sleepiness, so I had to toss and turn.
"No, my neighbor just went out for vacation in the morning. They also asked me to help them take care of the cats. They would not come back in a short time..."
Then, a rustling sound came from the balcony, and the neighbor's cat also started to moan.
What I suddenly thought of: There is only an air-conditioning exterior unit between the balcony in the corridor and the balcony of my house. As long as I step on the air-conditioning exterior unit, I can easily come here.
My balcony is connected to the living room, and there is only a glass door in the middle, you can come in just by gently opening it.
It was at that moment that I heard the [crunch] from the glass door extremely clearly, and the neighbor's cat no longer had any sound.
I sat up from the bed in fear and quickly grabbed the phone beside me. There was a sound of searching for something in the living room, and I had thought of countless possibilities in my mind: robbery, serial murderer, vendetta...
But I have no friends in this city, and only neighbors who have more interactions are the neighbors in the opposite door; during the probation period of the company, I was even more timid, afraid of offending someone. He is even more a good citizen. When he sees an old lady crossing the road, he will give it to the police. I don’t know why I am so pitiful and won the life prize.
I quickly climbed into my closet. The closet in the room was very large and could accommodate two adults. I buried myself in my clothes and sent a text message to the police. Sweat on my forehead kept falling, and I could only pray in my heart that the bad guys outside would not come in.
Another [crunch] sound, my whole body was fixed. This was the sound of my bedroom opening the door, because the door had already rusted severely, and I had never found anyone to repair it because I was lazy.
In the quiet night, there was only my breathing in the closet. I listened to the chaotic rumbling outside, and the tension in my heart became stronger and stronger. I know that people can go through the closet, and the only thing I can do is to delay time and wait for the police to come to save me.
SMS finally waited for a reply [Ms., we have sent someone to the police, please be sure to protect your safety]
I was relieved. Although I had no idea what kind of cruelty I would experience later, I had a relatively high chance of survival.
A moment, a beam of light shone in. Someone opened the wardrobe and I was nestled in the messy clothes and stared at the people outside.
[Fuck, who is this? Do I know him? Why did I win the lottery? I must buy a lottery after I go out] I secretly laughed at myself in my heart.
The person outside is pulling open the drawer to check, and I also understand his purpose: to rob.
He was wearing a black jacket and a black hat, which was very similar to the kind of murderer I saw on TV, but what shocked me the most was that he! I actually did a manicure!
My mind was spinning rapidly: Could it be that he came to rob me to marry, or to scratch me to death with a manicure for convenience.
Suddenly, he seemed to notice something, staring at the direction where I was hiding, and after a long few seconds, he reached out and rushed towards me.
After a dizzy turn, he threw me hard on the ground, and my hands were no longer conscious. I struggled to get up from the ground, trying to push him to the ground, but the pain in my body made me lose a trace of strength.
Seeing that I wanted to resist, he pressed me to the ground, rode on me, and slapped me several times. The manicures scratched my face. I clearly saw the madness in his eyes. He pulled my hair excitedly and hit the ground hard.
After a while, a scorching pain came from my face, and the rust smell of blood in my mouth. I lay weakly on the ground, not wanting to move. But I didn't faint. I kept my last sensibility because I suddenly thought that my door was locked. If I fainted, the police would not be able to come in. After forcibly hitting the door, the bad guy probably had run away.
probably thought I was dead, so the person riding on me shook me hard, but I was not stupid. If I opened my eyes, it would be really miserable.
The man was obviously panicked and began to look for my property in a hurry. I just want to tell him [the remaining deposits in my body are on my phone, and the total is less than 1,000]
Just when I was secretly happy about myself, the man kicked me again. He stepped over me, continued to search in the closet, and tried to find something in my coat pocket.
I stared at the gate, and finally, I heard the very gentle footsteps in the corridor. My consciousness told me: I am definitely here to save me!
Relying on my instinctive strong desire to survive, I miraculously stood up, pierced towards the door, and pulled it open as quickly as possible.
The person outside the door was obviously startled by me, but then rushed in and I was supported and lay down. I won, but my body couldn't bear it and fell asleep in a daze.
When I woke up again, I was already lying on the hospital bed. My mother was talking to the doctor at the door. My tears couldn't stop at this moment. A bandage was wrapped around my head, and the sob was a torn pain. Perhaps hearing my movements, the few people who were talking turned around and hurriedly settled me.
[Why are you crying? How old is you still crying?] My mother has always been toxic, but I know she must be very worried about me [Your dad is in poor health. I am the only one here this time. Look at you, what's going on]
Mother's eyes gradually became wet, and I feel very sorry for her.
I want to talk, but my mouth hurts so badly.
[Okay, have a good rest, I'll get you medicine]
I don't know how long it took, but when I stepped onto the street again, I was dazzling by the sun, but today, it was obviously cloudy.
I actively cooperated with the police investigation, and later I understood everything: the man owed a lot of money because of gambling. He squatted downstairs of my house for several days, thinking that I rarely came back to live. That day I only planned to get some valuable things, but who knew I happened to be hit by me.
Later, when I talked about the sound of unlocking, someone told me [That was from you upstairs. The elevator was pressed wrongly in the middle of the night. I heard that the person felt very sorry for you and thought that as long as you are not in such a hurry to go home, you can save you]
But everything doesn't matter. After that day, I moved and spent a high price to live in a community with more residents and well-secured security. In order to take care of me, my parents even came from their hometown to live with me.
can't say I'm very unlucky, at least I survived, so let the past become the past.
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