Until he came outside the house in a daze, Fatty Wang still felt a little confused.

"That's it, it's done? Why don't you make a counter-offer?"

Although he was already mentally prepared to be stabbed, he never expected that Wan Hongzhuang, who had the upper hand, had no intention of bargaining.

So... is he smart or confused?

Fatty Wang didn't know, but when he saw the transfer prompt of 4,800 yuan on the screen of his mobile phone, he felt inexplicably excited.

This 4,800 yuan includes the 2-month deposit and the rent for that month, and the other 1,200 yuan is his agency fee for this service... In total, he has earned 1,600 yuan from this order alone.

——The landlord’s request at that time was just to rent out the house for 800 yuan per month.

If Wan Hongzhuang can continue to rent, he will have an additional income of 400 yuan every month.

For a lone ranger who works alone in a small agency store, this income is enough to make him feel excited!

Thinking of this, he not only clenched his fists, but also waved them violently in the air... He seemed to be able to see that a bright future was waving to him!

Although the money is not much, it is better than the steady stream of money.

At least, Wan Hongzhuang knew that he would have to spend more than three years in this dilapidated house until...

Standing on this not-so-large terrace, Wan Hongzhuang looked down at everything with a strange expression. An inexplicable emotion surged from the bottom of his heart, causing endless ripples...

When I chose this house, I was purely attracted by the terrace.

They say you can't step into the same river twice, but miraculously, he returned to that moment and made the same choice.

He didn't know whether everything he did was right or wrong... He just followed his inner guidance and made such a choice resolutely.

——Same, but different.

The dusty memories began to slowly come back to life, and he recalled that when he rented this house, he seemed to have had a big dispute with Fatty Wang.

After all, he has always been a stingy person. If you really want him to waste money, you might as well kill him.

But at that time, he was short of money and could only afford to rent this apartment.

——The price is similar to a single room, but the space is much more generous. The most important thing is that for him, who is afraid of society, it can avoid the trouble of dealing with people... There is no house more suitable for him than this.

Fortunately, Fatty Wang was only a half-assed intermediary. Wan Hongzhuang was mostly timid before Wan Hongzhuang even opened his mouth to counter-offer, and then went through another round of bargaining...

The final price seems to be 850 a month.

At that time, he was also in this position, looking at the extremely disappointed figure with a victor's attitude.

Even though the two later became friends and talked everything out, Fatty Wang still laughed and said that this was the biggest Waterloo in his agency career. He took advantage of being drunk to talk about all the flaws in the entire house.

Of course, Waterloo has now become a great victory. I wonder if these slightly flapping butterfly wings will bring some changes to everyone's life.

——Although, after transferring the money to Fatty Wang, there was less than 1,000 yuan left in his wallet...

Of course, he still had a lot of doubts in his heart:

Why did he appear here, or at this time? Although the name engraved on the phoenix tree beside the road was indeed carved by him, the time when it appeared was obviously wrong. If it hadn't been for him, what would have happened?

Who carved it?

Is all this intentional or a coincidence?

Also, what should he do next?

He regretted why he didn't have the habit of buying lottery tickets on weekdays. Otherwise, if he had written down a few special prize numbers, wouldn't he be able to reach the top of his life easily? Also, why was his life so boring on weekdays? For some sports

There is no interest in the game. Otherwise, as long as you remember a few unpopular games, or the World Cup, NBA championship, you should be able to achieve financial freedom easily...

As for real estate speculation, he dare not think about it for the time being. Although he knows that the core assets of some core cities will continue to rise, especially Ludao, housing prices will continue to rise in the next period of time, but this start-up capital is obviously not his pocket.

This is what a poor person with only 1,000 yuan can hope for.

"Alas..." Wan Hongzhuang sighed helplessly.

Looking back on the more than three years he spent in Ludao, his daily life was basically a two-point and one-line life, which was no different from the life he lives now in Yongzhou.

As for Ludao, although it was just a stop in his life, even if he recalled the memory of Ludao now, he seemed unable to find any bright spots. Some specific things and specific memories, somehow,

Time has become blurry, and no matter how hard he racks his brain, he can't recall even a single bit.

And...he really couldn't remember why he came to rent a house at that time, and what happened after renting the house.

Many things seem to fall into a gap, like walking into a maze with no clue.

Take this house for example. Although it is rented, it is basically still in a state of being used up. There is a bed, but there are no cups or other daily necessities... But, he

Where can I find these daily necessities?

Definitely not buying it, because he was sure that he definitely had it, but where were those things?

Wan Hongzhuang frowned, and for a while he couldn't recall any memory about this. Standing on this small terrace, bathing in the scattered light spots passing through the gaps in the leaves, a wave of sleepiness suddenly hit him.

It hit, and immediately after, his eyelids began to fight violently.

Unknowingly, he leaned on a dilapidated rocking chair on the terrace and fell asleep completely...

When he woke up again, he found that he was in a dark corridor again.

It's no different than before.

——But his intuition told him that this was the previous corridor, because both the direct physical feeling and the subtle texture he experienced when touching it were exactly the same.

"What's happening here?"

An inexplicable look of fear appeared on Wan Hongzhuang's face.

He couldn't figure out what this mysterious tunnel that would appear whenever he fell asleep was? What frightened him even more was that everything he had experienced before was too real... He couldn't figure it out.

Understand, which side is reality and which side is dream?

Also, his clothes seemed to have changed back to the bloated clothes before.

"Does it mean everything is back to the way it was before?"

Subconsciously tucking up the corners of his clothes, Wan Hongzhuang was a little at a loss. But he still followed the instinctive guidance and began to grope forward... He was convinced that the exit was just ahead!

Not long after, another light door appeared at the far end of the line of sight.

It's just that the color of this light gate is slightly different from the one I saw before... The whole body of the light gate I saw earlier was made up of yellowed light spots, faintly revealing a kind of vicissitudes of life.

It feels old; and the light door that we see now is full of pure white spots. Although it seems a bit dark, there is still a clear difference between the two.

Wan Hongzhuang frowned, but his steps became faster and faster. He had a vague guess in his heart, but he was not sure yet.

As he gradually approached, the oncoming wind became biting for no apparent reason.

Hit him head and face, leaving him no room to breathe...

The further you go, the greater the resistance brought by this wind.

There was also the chill mixed in, which almost made his whole body freeze.

By the time he was only a few steps away from the light door, the resistance had become so great that he needed to exert all his strength every time he took a step forward.

——In comparison, the wind outside the yellow light door can really be considered gentle.

Unknowingly, his thinking gradually began to freeze. He just followed the instinct and moved forward slowly... Finally, he successfully came to the door of light. He closed his eyes, his heart shook, and used up all his strength.

With the last bit of strength, he threw himself into the light door.

"ah……"

With a deep and shrill roar, Wan Hong jumped up from the bed fiercely.

There was still endless darkness around him... Due to the sudden rise, his eyes were still unable to adapt to such drastic changes in the environment. Although he didn't know what exactly happened, the real feeling of the blending of spirit and flesh still made him

Some gasped in shock...

"So...is this reality or a dream?"

Wan Hongzhuang stared blankly at the nothingness in front of him, and suddenly felt a sense of emptiness. This emptiness was not only physical emptiness, but more importantly, spiritual nowhere to rely on.

I don't know how long it took for his eyes to gradually adapt to the surrounding environment.

The place he was in was the room in the unknown small hotel from before...a broken air conditioner, mottled walls, and a broken bed that started to squeak as his body swayed.

——Everything is exactly the same as before.

"Am I back?" Wan Hongzhuang looked around blankly, feeling a little lost.

If everything he had experienced before was just a dream, then this dream was too real, right? He could even clearly recall the various scenes and details that appeared in the dream.

If what was originally retained in his memory was just a rough line drawing, then in the dream just now, he was writing and inking, blurring out all the images in his memory and imprinting them into his mind.

.

Everything seemed to be his personal experience, and it couldn't be more real.

Wan Hongzhuang smiled bitterly and shook his head. Everything was so illogical. He seemed to have forgotten many things long ago. He didn't think he would think of them again, but he just didn't expect...

"is it you?"

Wan Hongzhuang collapsed weakly on the bedside. It took him a long time to regain consciousness. After thinking about it, he picked up the mobile phone on the bedside table.

The time has come to six o'clock in the morning.
Chapter completed!