A comprehensive black belly movement

My name is Joen, an old front desk, almost twenty-four hours to stay at the front desk, the only hobby is a large store, the shape of the street.

In the early morning of the day, in the two black people, a gentleman with glasses took a formalities after I was a procedure.

Because the rent of the rents is remote, people living in the store are almost all long, this only lives for a day, the last name and the name are the beginning of the letter B, caught my attention.

But let me not think about it, the next time I met half a minute I returned to the front desk.

He is anxious to look at me: What is it now?

When I looked up, I was shocked, but I still replied: August 18th is zero one. When did you come down?

He did not answer me, but a face lost back to his room.

Three o'clock.

I saw Mr. B came back from outside, I have never seen him out, I have never seen him go out, I saw the back of the elevator, I even doubted that he climbed from the window of the 7th floor, But ... Is he necessary? I can't understand!

At 7:30 in the morning, I saw him again. He walked out of the hotel from my face. I was surprised that Mr. B had only slept for four hours, and I saw Mr. B came down from the stairs. , I want ... I must be sleepy, and I will want to raise my spirit on the bar.

I don't know how long, I woke up in an anxious footsteps, and I looked up and I saw Mr. B. He is anxiously in the lobby, seeing me to wake up, he revealed the painful expression: I lost it. Pieces of things, must be found!

Finish.

It will go on the street.

I saw him getting out of the door, and I came behind the neighbors of B, a voice of an old lady: he is a monster!

Just when I felt a priest for her neurons, I saw Mr. B came downstairs. Although I can't understand, I still have a courteous: What did you lose?

what?

Mr. B has hesitially looked at me. He walked toward the street. I saw him in the back. When I got a taxi, I turned to the words of my wife, I accidentally went up, but I was scared. A cold sweat, I saw Mr. B, he stood outside the window of his room.

I rushed to Mr. B of B. I rushed to the door: Mr. B is there?

No one responded.

When I opened the door with the spare key, it turned out to be empty ...

In this way, I saw a dozen times, Mr. B went out, and the appearance seems to be at the time of aging, even though I firmly believe that there is no ghost in the world, but I am not allowing Mr. B.

At noon, Mr. B came to me to play cards, watching his little bit of shadow, the old face, I didn't refuse.

But I am so surprised that he is a brake's skill, no matter how I buck, he can guess the number and color of the card, when I suspect that he is a wizard of the city, he delivers the card. Give me: Young people, go buy a pair of polarized glasses, a lot of incredible things, it is clear after glasses! Also, have you heard? Robbery incident?

I shook my head and said it was unclear.

After Mr. B left, I really went to buy a picture, I understood this, I understood that the back of the card was written with special ink, only through glasses, I can do this. Mr. is obviously not a wizard, not a ghost.

At four o'clock, a police car of a whistle hurriedly passed from the outside.

After that, I looked at M. Mr. B continued to enter and forth a lot of times, but didn't happen again. In the night, he died.

When he came to the black man, I didn't know what they were looking for, but I didn't ask for it. I didn't ask until they didn't help but took away Mr. B's body. The cover is in front of the old. The face makes me feel horrible, and I feel that I have lost, watching the snow white wall, as if there is anything to attract me, I am ghost to bring the pair of glasses, and the scene in front make me shocked ... .

The snow-white wall is confidently Ma Ma 4.4, and there is no doubt that this is Mr. B is left to me, however, when I read, I think that kind of woolen.

Here I was imprisoned for ten years this day!

With the information on the wall, the narrative angle became a Mr. B.

But the text also followed the end.

"how do you feel!?"

The West Palace handed a box of juice, and he also sucked the straw.

"Horror novels?? Why is Mr. B die? Who is the black man?"

The more you are afraid of interested.

This is the attitude of girls on urban legends.

Looking at the yarn curious little face, the West Palace thought about it: "It should be a science fiction, soft science fiction!"

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Chapter 15: A day prison!

Chapter 15: A day prison!

September 12th.

Shengwen short story collection will be launched as scheduled.

While more than 300 participants sent their novels to Shengwen's related sectors, the article also began to open their readers.

The time limit for uploading the novel is one day.

However, after two weeks of time Sheng Wendu official website will start sending a validation code for the score.

Integrating is to ensure that every reader has as much as possible after each author's novel, then converts into the identity of the judges, and puts each author's popularity and fan volume as dilute as much as possible.

"Tomb".

After the short story of yourself was released, Meiyuan Hua returned to the plate home. The first "Mr. B" did not have a number of more than 2,800, "sunny" mountain fairy is also 800 people.

One is the seniors who admire, one is this opponent.

The works of the two people must naturally look, but Meiyuan Hua still clicked "Mr. B".

Here, I was imprisoned for ten years this day!

The scene is not big, so things are almost all in the front desk, which is very conforming to the number of short story, although it is the perspective of the hotel administrator, but the true core is Mr. B, the atmosphere of the horror suspense is also rendered. Extreme.

Seeing the words of the perspective of 11 through the wall of the wall, Mr. B, Meiyuan spent a slight breath and clicked the next page.

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I am guilty, the judge is sentenced to my life of life ', and my remaining students will recycle in 24 hours and know that nature death. And my cage, I am detained my prison, it is the day for me to choose from, August 18, 1778.

The advantage is that I can serve in a lively city, and you can do anything without leaving this city, in addition to being informing my situation.

At first I didn't experience the terrible place of this criminal law, I looked at the city outside the window. I didn't worry about the days. I had a very happy first day. I met my wife's mother-in-law, I went to the park and Everything in the coffee shop is so fresh until I have returned to the street.

A awakening.

Another August 18th, I met the next wife, she told me that I was as good as yesterday, I found out that everything was exactly the same as yesterday, it was stable than the summary. And I am like an old movie. I know everything here, others don't know anything, I don't feel scared, even a sense of superiority, I know everyone picks up What you have to do, their names, their family conditions, everything they do ...